[The trail of ice catches her attention a floor below the deck, and with her shift in the infirmary still hours away, Morgana sees nothing better to do than follow it. The fact that it leads to someone very new is mildly interesting (she has not put much stock in new arrivals unless they are familiar faces since...the beginning, really), but it's the small tornado she's cultivated around herself that catches her interest.
Pulling her cloak a little tighter around herself, Morgana approaches - only to be spun on.
It's not a very convincing threat at all, and Morgana arches her eyebrows.]
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Pulling her cloak a little tighter around herself, Morgana approaches - only to be spun on.
It's not a very convincing threat at all, and Morgana arches her eyebrows.]
Or else?