[ Era shivers faintly as cool air rushes back in now that her comrade's warmth no longer keeps it at bay. It isn't cold by any means, but there is a definite chill as the echo of winter has yet to fade. It is a combination of this and the reluctance she noted in his manner that prompts her to reach out and take his hand again, curling the fingers of her uninjured right hand over his. She holds her other hand to her chest, curled and flickering momentarily with the glow of healing aether to repair the minor cut on her palm. ]

It has been... painfully uneventful. There is no use for adventurers when there is naught to explore, but my husband and I do our best to find ways to remain in shape both mentally and physically.