Eva huffed a humorless laugh, but said, "Thank you." If nothing else, it was novel to have another person acknowledge something of what she'd been through. Even if it was under the most bizarre of circumstances.

Looking away toward the windows again, Evangeline asked, "I can't tell if it's just wishful thinking, but does the snow coming down seem to be... less intense?" Not stopping, because that would be too simple, obviously, but maybe it was a hopeful sign. Or a dangerous sign, if it made a person reckless.

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