Panting with exertion despite the cold, Corrin sheathes her sword and makes her way back to the fire. "Thanks, Adrien. I'll join you once my injuries have been attended to." Hopefully things will be quiet for the rest of the watch, but it doesn't hurt to be, and with Klonoa's Regen spell still in effect it shouldn't take too long.

As Corrin settles down near the fire, she tosses a few more logs onto it to keep it going. She looks over at Marinette apologetically. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to keep that one from getting through, Marinette. Are you all right?"