[The sky will disappoint him before Vash ever does, he promises. That said, even if it doesn't snow, Ain will just... manifest some ice magic and call it good. It's kind of the same thing if you don't think about it.]
It's been a long time since I've seen snow, [he tells, adjusting how he's sitting — time to cross his legs,] it's pretty, isn't it?
[Ain really likes pretty, cute things. Like flowers and snow. He has no fashion sense, ironically, but he has a general eye for beauty in other things. Clothes don't make much sense to him (like a lot of things don't make sense to him), but flowers and snow and baby bunnies and those tiny fucking safety pins all do.
Little things are important to him. They didn't used to be, but he's grown to really cherish the small things in life. Like nice dinners with a f...riend... and getting to possibly-maybe see snow together. And maybe throw a snowball at the back of his head.
Romantic.]
I like it here.
[It... sucks that they can't really stay, but. It's a good place.]
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It's been a long time since I've seen snow, [he tells, adjusting how he's sitting — time to cross his legs,] it's pretty, isn't it?
[Ain really likes pretty, cute things. Like flowers and snow. He has no fashion sense, ironically, but he has a general eye for beauty in other things. Clothes don't make much sense to him (like a lot of things don't make sense to him), but flowers and snow and baby bunnies and those tiny fucking safety pins all do.
Little things are important to him. They didn't used to be, but he's grown to really cherish the small things in life. Like nice dinners with a f...riend... and getting to possibly-maybe see snow together. And maybe throw a snowball at the back of his head.
Romantic.]
I like it here.
[It... sucks that they can't really stay, but. It's a good place.]