[ Winter grits his teeth, cracking an eye open against the light, quietly cursting the side of his family that give him his preference for the dark. He mutters something under his breath in Primordial — probably in part an insult about his own father, but definitely also telling this distant voice it's not as funny as it thinks it is.
He can see enough to watch Sumina stir, to meet her gaze when she looks over at them both. I'll stay, she says, and something in him swells with relief. ]
Glad you hear it, because I simply wasn't planning on letting you go.
[ With one final heave, they pull her free, Mina colliding with them both. Well, unless someone's powers have anything to say about it, Winter doesn't mind tumbling back into the grass with the momentum. It somehow feels right to end this venture right where it began. ]
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He can see enough to watch Sumina stir, to meet her gaze when she looks over at them both. I'll stay, she says, and something in him swells with relief. ]
Glad you hear it, because I simply wasn't planning on letting you go.
[ With one final heave, they pull her free, Mina colliding with them both. Well, unless someone's powers have anything to say about it, Winter doesn't mind tumbling back into the grass with the momentum. It somehow feels right to end this venture right where it began. ]