He's brought back some blankets and a small amount of food from his trip to the other houses, but hasn't had time to search here, yet. There's no shame in hunting for the tools of survival-- they're both stuck out here and neither one of them is stronger than a blizzard or a night spent out in the snow.
"I..." there a million ends to that sentence, and Gustavain isn't in the habit of lying when he has no real reason to, but something twists in his throat and he gives the simplest, if not the most accurate explanation, a least to start with, "... grew up in Ishgard."
He's not looking at her like she's a heretic, though, but rather with a fascination he's not doing anything to hide.
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Date: 2022-02-25 04:32 pm (UTC)"I..." there a million ends to that sentence, and Gustavain isn't in the habit of lying when he has no real reason to, but something twists in his throat and he gives the simplest, if not the most accurate explanation, a least to start with, "... grew up in Ishgard."
He's not looking at her like she's a heretic, though, but rather with a fascination he's not doing anything to hide.