Yngvi's answer has Korrin grimacing, recalling instances of swamp crotch in others while part of her mercenary band. "Ugh, thanks for reminding me about that pitfall. You're such a giver, Yngvi. If we ever do move north, you get to break that particular news to everyone." Maybe it'll be better coming from him, because if his disgusting descriptions don't have everyone scrambling to take care of themselves properly, they're a lost cause.

Peering downward over the edge, she smirks a little. "Maybe it will. You could always weaponize that, I bet."

Her thoughts turning to Aura and Bronson, Korrin smiles a little, as she has a soft spot in her heart for them both. With all the downtime lately, she remembered to send a brief letter but isn't sure if it's arrived there yet. "And how are they doing? I hope the winter isn't going hard for the old boy. He'd better be fattening up by the fire and letting the younger pups hang out in the snow."