Amaterasu's eyes flood with worry at the growing amount of snow steadily falling down. It hasn't slowed down in the slightest bit since they started traveling. She looks to her left, alarmed at how hard it is to make out Haruka through the haze of the snow raining down.
Nothing she can see looks familiar anymore and she can't breathe because she doesn't have any idea where she is or how she's going to get home.
"I - I don't know where we are... I can't find the cottage." Amaterasu tries to speak strongly, the same way that Haruka does, but she just ends up sounding panicked beyond belief. "Nothing seems, I don't know what any of this is, the - It's not here, nothing is here." Her words come out tripping and falling on top of themselves.
"Amaterasu?" Haruka calls her by her full name, which startles Amaterasu so much that she doesn't know how to respond. But it does not matter, Haruka continues. "It's alright, Amaterasu. I know where we are. I am going to take us back to my home, instead."
Amaterasu feels that familiar feeling in the pit of her stomach, the one that makes the wetness in her eyes grow to substantial amounts and she feels terrible that Haruka has to do all of this, that her confusing words probably fall on ears that can't comprehend her. She feels a few tears drop to her cheek only to be frozen there. Her face is soaked, pretty soon, and she feels like such a child, bundled in the sweater that she had constructed out of the cloth she got, the one that she had refused at first, she could handle the cold winter the same way Haruka had.
She feels like she's in such a change in character, she feels three feet shorter, with Haruka being her protector for once, and she knows she's going to have to focus on something else or she'll get dehydrated from all the loss of water that's flooding from her eyes. She knows she has no choice but to pretend that she's brave, because Haruka is brave and she wants to feel the way Haruka does, so maybe she can still feel connected to the other girl somehow.