"Thank you," is the miserable little sniffle. Regardless of whether it's soaked or not, it's better than having to wipe at her own face with her hand. Covering herself when she predictably, goes to sneeze again.
It hits her then, really, shivering with the cold and damp. Because whilst Magni gets her dry things to ware, and - she tries with the limited privacy available, to begin peeling out of her own clothes. Turning her back on her, beginning to undo the laces at the front of her dress with shivering, shaking fingers, but she gets it done. Dropping the heavy wool dress the Magni's mother had given her. It felt like dropping a huge weight, a relief that, even with her shift below it, she is glad to be rid of for the time being.
Not that it leaves with her much otherwise. The shift half falling off one shoulder with nothing to hold it in place as she steps out of the pile of clothes, and pushes it away with her foot. Sitting down to start undoing the sturdy walking shoes she'd been given by Krogstad. Until she's not left in much of anything.
By the time she's done, there can't be much mistaking it, she's ill, felt clammy, her head throbbing. It had to happen eventually with all this cold that she just wasn't used to. A sound repayment for taking off despite Magni's good warnings. Jittering and her fingers slow in how she reaches for her the jumper to pull over her head.
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It hits her then, really, shivering with the cold and damp. Because whilst Magni gets her dry things to ware, and - she tries with the limited privacy available, to begin peeling out of her own clothes. Turning her back on her, beginning to undo the laces at the front of her dress with shivering, shaking fingers, but she gets it done. Dropping the heavy wool dress the Magni's mother had given her. It felt like dropping a huge weight, a relief that, even with her shift below it, she is glad to be rid of for the time being.
Not that it leaves with her much otherwise. The shift half falling off one shoulder with nothing to hold it in place as she steps out of the pile of clothes, and pushes it away with her foot. Sitting down to start undoing the sturdy walking shoes she'd been given by Krogstad. Until she's not left in much of anything.
By the time she's done, there can't be much mistaking it, she's ill, felt clammy, her head throbbing. It had to happen eventually with all this cold that she just wasn't used to. A sound repayment for taking off despite Magni's good warnings. Jittering and her fingers slow in how she reaches for her the jumper to pull over her head.