"...Andrea?"
Even with the endless sea of snow that drowned his eyes, Van was not feeling any change of temperature in the air due to the suit provided to him by Vivati. But now, his voice could not help but tremble as he stared at the woman slowly approaching him.
Although it was quite hard to see with the curtain of snow blocking most of his vision, Van was sure the person approaching him looked very much like Andrea, albeit a lot older. Her facial features, down to the color of her hair-- everything looked exactly the same.
"You… are you Andrea?" Van then once again muttered as the woman got closer to him. Of course, of course, he knew that it wasn't her. Everyone he knew had told him that Andrea already perished… but still, he could not help but stare at the woman's face; finding a sort of weird comfort from it.
