Taich was surprised when he actually took it. Most people she offered Tristan to turned him down. Hesitant to touch the bow, let alone hold it. Perhaps he was so used to it, she accepted the bow back easily, pulling him over her shoulder again, the eye facing away from her back. Still, she smiled at his description.
"Heavy and dark," She looked at the tip of the bow, arching over her shoulder and smiled, "Yeah, that seems right. I guess I'm use to it, though... I wouldn't say overcast and rainy," she paused as they walked to the main part of the chilly frozen village, "Food tastes like ash and sleep is sort of just..." Taich shrugged, not being able to remember the last time she'd managed to sleep for any extended period of time without nightmares, "Sleep is a luxury not offered to me anymore." Another small rosy cheeked smile from the cold, she nodded to the group.
"Go get a meal, Theon, I'll sit beside you and pretend," She smiled and pushed a chunk of hair over her shoulder.