[Sakura comes from a softer time and place; a modern, middle-class context where children are given the space to cry and be coddled. Nevertheless, she knows how to stuff away her feelings when times comes to get down to work. What will crying do to save the Unicorn? Nothing. Drawing her hand into a fist, she nods and looks up Élise, determined in spite of her tears.

Sakura clears out of the way to allow the elder to take the lead, because...]

I actually don't know how to make a fire! [ She laughs sheepishly. ] Not without a match or a lighter-- but I'll help you any way I can!

[ Without her magic, Sakura feels a bit helpless in this land. Many things she's learned at home have no application here, not without the shortcuts and automation of modern technology. It's a good thing Élise is here! If she can ride a horse and use a sword, then surely, she knows how to light a fire. ]

Do you need wood? A lot of the trees are frozen, but we can cut through them!