If it's this or permanently dead? [ She knew which option she'd take, but no doubt there were others who might wish differently. Impossible for them to make that choice when even dying here wasn't always permanent. ] It blows here but most days it sucks half as much as the alternative.

Small. Blonde. Pain in the ass. [ Her tone dry, but not harsh. ] Big blue eyes that could sucker candy out of Satan given half the chance.

[ Another gust of wind whistles through the front awning of the General Store, Scarlett raising an arm to shield her from the hard spray of rain that whips at her face. ]

Screw this - [ Waiting for it to calm down wasn't getting them very far and she'd be damned if she was gonna get taken out by a freakin storm blowing out her lantern.

Without anymore warning than that, Scarlett turns towards the door, even with Nyx standing there. The wind whipping through the curtains inside the shop as she pushes it open with her hip. It takes all her weight to half close it again, trying to protect the interior from being bombarded with wind and rain and it would look like she was about to leave Nyx to fend for himself, until her face appears at the crack of the doorway. ]

Well? You coming or what?