She smiled and watched Markus depart, eyes lingering on the shimmering world of snow. It was truly a beautiful place, even if its temperatures were terrible and the terrain, dangerous and hard to trek. And it seemed to remain peaceful, even as Aezaentii gathered a small party to hunt for wood for a fire. It was while she was out there it began to snow, and she smiled and reached a hand out, watching as the flakes floated down onto her palm.