Virgil glares harshly at the pile of snow blocking the cabin door. “This isn’t exactly how I expected to be spending today…” he groans, his frustration growing stronger by the second. As he resists the urge to kick at the snow, Vontell inspects the surrounding area. He fails to register Virgil’s deadpan stare as he ponders their current predicament, before finally breaking free of his concentration to turn and address his companion.
“Ah, apologies…I was so focused, I had almost forgotten you were there. Perhaps you could help me find the cause of this conundrum?” he asks with a warm smile.
Weighing his options and deciding he has nothing better to do, Virgil sighs and nods reluctantly, mumbling, “Maybe some extra sets of eyes could help get this over with quicker, too…”
Art by Mica