[ Clara's lips are just the slightest tinge of blue, too cold to feel anything else. The water and its temperature have created quite the numbing effect. Deadly, but keeps anything else from being felt, other than dull pressure every now and again, against the ice.
Only after she's managed to claw her way onto shore with Wangji does she feel marginally safer, crawling on her hands and knees with her soaked clothing. And only now, does she try to speak again. ]
Warnings are supposed to happen before the thing happens that's bad. That's why it's called a warning.
[ It isn't the time to argue semantics, but here she is anyway. Freezing and questioning. ]
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Only after she's managed to claw her way onto shore with Wangji does she feel marginally safer, crawling on her hands and knees with her soaked clothing. And only now, does she try to speak again. ]
Warnings are supposed to happen before the thing happens that's bad. That's why it's called a warning.
[ It isn't the time to argue semantics, but here she is anyway. Freezing and questioning. ]