[SE] who is by your side when the fire subsides

Iskra

BREATHE IT IN, IT'S JUST SNOW, WE'RE JUST FALLING
WE WON'T ALWAYS FREE FALL BACK TO NOTHING

Iskra laughs a bit at the silver lining Remi manages to find amongst the potential failure of his first snake fences. "That is true, but probably best to see your vision out in full," Iskra notes, but is relieved that the man won't begrudge the odd lean or two. For Iskra's part though, he intends to learn the idea in full, and he knows the shelter will provide quick and necessary relief for someone, and will be more noticeable than a pile collecting snow drifts.

A glance is given to Remi over his shoulder, hands stilling against the lean-to as he nods in understanding. It'd been little more than an easy offer, so the refusal doesn't strike with any weight one way or another. He will definitely be claiming that drink one way or another, Remi would have just been fine enough company, but then so is Goose. "Next time you're in town then," Iskra smiles easy, and like old friends saying they ought to catch up over coffee but have lost their past rhythm that'd make it easy to come by, the offer is given like a remark about the weather. If it comes to pass or not, it won't much bother him.

He straightens up after managing what seems to be a successful construction managed. "Alright," he says with a tilt of his head. "Seems like it'll hold." He sets into the pace of the work alongside Remi until the chill and the time chases them both into parting, a drink possibly in their futures.

[FIN]

I'M JUST STARTING TO LEARN
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN CHASING GHOSTS