[ chang geng is boring. at the moment, he's fairly comfortable in the lodge - now that he's reassured himself that it's not the horribly familiar one he spent time in last winter - and drinking some mulled wine by the fire, having acquired some random books from the lodge itself to sit and read.
he apparently has no interest in going outside, but could probably be cajoled into it by the right person and approach. as-is, he died out in the cold last time he was at a lodge. he'll pass on experiencing that again. ]
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he apparently has no interest in going outside, but could probably be cajoled into it by the right person and approach. as-is, he died out in the cold last time he was at a lodge. he'll pass on experiencing that again. ]