"To the village.  I think we may find some measure of safety
there."
	"And how do you know that?" Nabiki asked, following Kuno as he
started walking through the darkness.
	"I do not, but at this point, we have very little choice."
	"Oh, right," Nabiki answered awkwardly.  At that point, she
was in over her head, and that was a feeling she didn't like.  Too
many unknowns, too many variables, too much she didn't know put her in
a very uncomfortable spot.
	"It was a strange feeling, but also very compelling."
	Nabiki realized that Kuno had been talking and she had
expertly tuned him out.  "What was that, Kuno-chan?"
	Kuno frowned in her direction, perfectly visible to her in the
darkness.  "I wish you would cease with that infernal name-calling,"
he replied sternly.
	With a faint smile on her face, Nabiki said, "Don't be such a
grouch.  It's cute."
	Kuno put on his most unhappy look while he melted inside.
	"And don't act all upset.  I know you like it."
	Damn it, she had him there as well.  He sighed, defeated by
her as usual.  Something cold and wet struck his arm, and Kuno knew
that shelter was a priority.  They could have easily survived outside,
but without a steady, easily acquirable source of food, that was too
risky.  "We must hurry before the snow arrives, or we will be
tracked."