Diamond properties aside the weather as one would expect from a cold winternight, Ogata’s shaking a little even and hit teeth are almost clattering with how firmly he’s pressing them together. Nose and cheeks visibly red from the cold he’s wandering in the forest of Airaisal. 

He’s not fairing too well, at this rate he’s going to run on a fever. Setting up a fire is a risk itself as it might call in monsters so before anything else he must find a prompt place, hidden from obvious spots. 

On the path he comes across someone. He meets her eyes with a stare, a tad tired but not all that different from how he’d look normally.