winter nights in zaun were harsher than ever during january. not many people had heaters, and the snow would block up trails and shops. sevika had experienced the freezing cold first-hand and she knew you hated it just as much as her.

she came home, covered in snow to see young children sitting on the couch, each holding a small cup of hot chocolate. she didn't reach for a weapon, knowing whose doing this was. she let the children melt the cold away by the fire and moved to the kitchen, smirking and leaning against the doorway.

"you wanna tell me why you're opening a daycare in our living room?"