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[ ugh, cold. He grunts agreeably and lapses into quiet for a little bit. ]

You hopin' for anythin?

[postocular]

Not really, no. [ He's not nervous about what he'd even get, shut up. ]

[worn_wings]

[ Who was just judging who, again?

He just huffs. ]

[postocular]

[ Yeah, yeah, pot, kettle. ] It's up this way. [ Carl nods to the cave ahead of them. ]

[worn_wings]

[ With a low grunt, he pulls his coat a little tighter. At heart he's just not a fan of the cold. ]

Didn't make a wish or whatever? When you came before.

[postocular]

Not really, no. [ The cold sucks, but at least they're out of their ships? ]

[worn_wings]

[ Fortunately, there's a cave waiting to welcome them! Which is not actually any warmer. Less windy, at least. He hums thoughtfully. Kind of wonders what the hell they're gonna do, when both of them are so ambivalent about stuff and magic and everything.

They're a great pair to go wandering. But maybe it's good, getting out into the world. ]

[postocular]

[ Fortunately, indeed. Carl ventures forward toward the massive tree, glancing back at Daryl from time to time. ] At the very least, how many people are gonna believe you were here? You'll be able to tell Glenn and Maggie about it.

[worn_wings]

Guess so.

[ Seems like the kind of weird thing Glenn would probably enjoy. Which is good! Glenn should have more nice things in his... uh, afterlife.

He follows, looking up at it, admittedly gawking a little. ]

So how's this work?