[ Susato...falls silent, because what more is there to say to that? At the very least, she will wait for Barok to say something, anything. Even yell at her. It is an eagerness she hadn't expected, but when the response doesn't come, she feels a familiar icy chill from below. There is a crackling sound, and when she looks, she sees ice forming and crawling at the legs of the bench.
She jumps out of her seat as if the ice might eventually get to her too, gasping in surprise. ]
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She jumps out of her seat as if the ice might eventually get to her too, gasping in surprise. ]