Snezhnaya was always cold, brisk with a heavy coat and the wind nipping at the cheeks. But it wasn't so bad within the tent on the site of the operation temperature wise. From within the heavy duty tent, there wasn't much to look at besides the one cryo fatui skirmisher at the light wooden desk writing in a journal and the pyro fatui agent idly watching him write. However, the laid back aura within quickly switched around when the dangling flaps of the tent shifted to reveal The Knave as she walked into the tent.">\