"It is," she replied, looking out towards the lake. When she looked back at Michael there was a chair beside him. She didn't think it had been there before. Oh well. "Thank you. I suppose we should enjoy it while it lasts. It's a very nice surprise."
"Oh I don't either." Not that she minded. The seat was comfortable and everything so relaxing. Astoria preferred it a thousand times over. "I don't really miss winter at all. Or that mist. I couldn't see anything." The thought made her frown. The first time she'd seen the mist was when she had awoken in that room. But she didn't want to think about that. "What's your name?"