She sighed, wiping her eyes on the hem of his shirt. No matter how far they ran, they were back in the same place in the morning. She didn't want to give up, she wanted to keep trying, but what if there was nothing left to try for? She didn't know if she believed she had that kind of strength, but it was kind of Bridget to say so.

Kagura leaned on her elbow so she could reach up and take Bridget's hand. The fingers were cold, but at least she could try to help warm them. His shivering was worrisome, whether or not he thought so.