[ Looking around, Neuvillette finds an old newspaper lying in a corner, yellowed almost to the point it's brown; thirty years old, according to the date printed on the front page. He tears out several pages and crumples them into loose balls before chucking them into the fireplace. Next is the kindling, which he arranges in a criss-cross structure over the newspaper. Finally, he checks if the logs are dry before placing them on top of the kindling. Now he just needs to light a fire; luckily, there's an old matchbox sitting on the fireplace mantel.

Taking a match out, the Iudex strikes it against the side of the box—but it does not ignite. He tries again. Nothing. A third time with a different match, and this time it alights for a brief second before flickering and blowing out before he has the chance to throw it into the kindling.

By the time Zhongli returns, Neuvillette has gone through most of the matchbox but the fireplace remains unlit. ]

Ah... thank you. Yes, I'm sure it will help. [ Taking the offered blanket, Neuvillette wraps it around his shoulders and pulls it tight around his body to trap as much heat as possible. ]

The matches I found appear to be too degraded to be usable. [ He pauses briefly, remembering the Geo Vision he'd seen hanging from the small of Zhongli's back earlier. ] Could you perhaps create some flint to start a fire with?