[There's a pause, a little surprised TO hear anyone or anything. ... And then a moment to check the gun at her hip before pushing back her chair by the fire and making her way to the door.
The door opens in front of Allen, pushing out puff of warm air, tinted with the scent of stew cooking. Rosette's surprise doubles... It's no hunter lost in the cold, or vagabond looking for a place to sleep, but someone familiar.
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The door opens in front of Allen, pushing out puff of warm air, tinted with the scent of stew cooking. Rosette's surprise doubles... It's no hunter lost in the cold, or vagabond looking for a place to sleep, but someone familiar.
Her smile dawns, wide and brilliant.]
Allen! Come in!