Paige, still having the wind slap her cheek, and crowd her face with strands of dark hair, closes her attention to the deer. At that moment, the wind settled down much more. Though Paige didn't have much to say about the deer, she spotted that one of the deer had been a pale blue. In her opinion, that made the deer ten times cuter and more unique. She gave a faint smile at the deer as she felt the wind pick back up, but a lot slower.