Nina shivers in the cold, caressing her arms, looking at the snowfall outside.
"I have never been in this type of winter before," Nina remarked while Theodore was writing a letter to her father for the past half an hour and Nina wondered what he's writing so she went and sat next to him. She's not uncomfortable around him anymore and likes this casual physical touch between them.
"The weather is going to get worse," he said as he's writing.
"Can't wait to see that," Nina smiled and looked at what he's writing.
"You are writing a letter to my father,"
"Yes, don't you want to say to him that you are fine?" he asks.
Nina became spellbound, she stared at him with admiration. Ever since she confessed her feelings at the festival, she starts to accept the fact that she's admiring him. She doesn't try to hide it like before. What's so surprising to Nina is, Theodore does the same. Something has changed between them.
