She is curled up in front of the big fire in the middle of the village. It thankfully hasn't gone out, and Vriska is sick and tired of freezing to death all the time. She's pulled her chair up as close as she thinks she can safely get and curled up in a ball on it. When Lief finds her she's actually got her eyes shut, almost like she's dozing by the fire.
Of course, she is not. But she still won't say anything as Lief approaches, if anything curling up slightly tighter. ]
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She is curled up in front of the big fire in the middle of the village. It thankfully hasn't gone out, and Vriska is sick and tired of freezing to death all the time. She's pulled her chair up as close as she thinks she can safely get and curled up in a ball on it. When Lief finds her she's actually got her eyes shut, almost like she's dozing by the fire.
Of course, she is not. But she still won't say anything as Lief approaches, if anything curling up slightly tighter. ]