[sasuga frederick... pro gamer here in this simulation
Henry cranes his neck to look over his shoulder, reluctant to un-ball himself even for a familiar voice. He gives a pronounced sniff and smiles blithely at Frederick like a new warmth has been instilled in him that wasn't previously there.]
...Oh, hey there, Frederick! [It's hard not to immediately take notice to the preparedness of Frederick's attire, from tip to top, and Henry finally gets a visual idea of what's expected for winter excursions. Hint: it's not dark mage body tights and sandals, that's for sure.] Am I glad to see you! And your warm-looking coat, and scarf, and boots...
[The boots, which are close enough to his body that Henry pries apart his cold, dying hands to touch them. Their exterior, as expected, is likely as cold as the snow around them. But he can't feel a thing with his numb fingers, so that's just as well.]
That's just like you to b-be on top of it all. I don't know how you do it!
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Henry cranes his neck to look over his shoulder, reluctant to un-ball himself even for a familiar voice. He gives a pronounced sniff and smiles blithely at Frederick like a new warmth has been instilled in him that wasn't previously there.]
...Oh, hey there, Frederick! [It's hard not to immediately take notice to the preparedness of Frederick's attire, from tip to top, and Henry finally gets a visual idea of what's expected for winter excursions. Hint: it's not dark mage body tights and sandals, that's for sure.] Am I glad to see you! And your warm-looking coat, and scarf, and boots...
[The boots, which are close enough to his body that Henry pries apart his cold, dying hands to touch them. Their exterior, as expected, is likely as cold as the snow around them. But he can't feel a thing with his numb fingers, so that's just as well.]
That's just like you to b-be on top of it all. I don't know how you do it!