It's another night of wandering in the Meadous. Terezi's not really concerned with where she's going as opposed to just making her way through the village. She likes the dark, the way everything is so quiet and still.

It's not hard to realize when something is out of place, though. There's a new house that's sprung up out of the ground, and a new house means a new person. Curiously, Terezi approaches the person standing out in the snow,pulling her coat a little tighter around her. He's tall... and familiar. At least, she thinks he is. He smells like Gamzee.

"Hey... Planning on just standing there? Your feet are going to get cold."