i'm afraid of the monsters inside my closet

Shock registers on Halo's face as he tells her which. Her soft eyes went wide, her mouth falling open to a sort of surprised o shape. "Oh heck," processing the words carefully. All four... at the same time. And he was still alive to tell the tale. She wanted to ask, but the girl would show restraint for now. "Let's get you out of the slush, and then something for the pain." Halo sorted out the best course of action her head would allow, in the moment.

"You can lean on me, we're going to move just over here where it's dry." Quickly, she shifted the deer skin free from the bottom of her basket, unrolling it on a patch of dry ground only a few feet away before returning to the pale beast's side. "We'll go at your pace, okay?" Halo was stronger than she looked, and at least she had full confidence in her abilities. She offers her shoulder, stance firmly planted in the soft earth beneath her feet. Though she is little, she is fierce.

"Halo"