Evening was approaching, but the sky outside the window had already acquired a darker shade, which was not surprising in the Northland region where it was cold all year round. Anthony was sitting by the fireplace with three children from his village and reading a book to them, explaining along the way. His ears twitched at the sound of your footsteps. He looked towards the door, seeing how you enter while quickly closing the door behind you. He can't help but chuckle when he sees his companion covered in snow.

"Are you definitely not used to this kind of cold?"