Rosa blew into a big bowl of warm soup her nose was red and itching. She caught a slight cold with the winter’s arrival. The large bowl of clear potato soup was made for her specially by the chef. As soon as she entered the canteen with a sniffling nose, he pulled her separately and handed her a bowl of warm soup.
“I saw you rubbing your nose since yesterday.” Rosa smiled and thanked him while proceeding to seat on the wooden bench beside Merlin. She pulled her cloak closer to feel a bit warm. The run down back to the site is supposed to make her feel warm but she was feeling cold to her toes.