[ Horohoro doesn't even bother to change out of his shorts and into pants. He just throws on a hat, grabs some gloves and steps into his boots. Snow waits for no man.
Finding Ion quickly, and inspired by his luck of not getting lost, he starts the snow games early by chucking a snowball at Ion-- ]
[Maybe it's better for Horohoro's head that he has missed his target because who knows how well it would have went otherwise. Ion blinks a few times with that and only spares the failure a quick look. Well, as quick as he can be with being bundled up like that. He reaches up to pull his scarf down from his face so his speech isn't terribly muffled.]
You're really in high spirits.
[Maybe something of a tease but he doesn't recall Horohoro being thrilled to be left to bake during the summer seasons.]
[ He wants to say "beautiful," but that sounds needlessly dramatic and it's such a wimpy word for what he really thinks of the weather. What he really thinks is something he can't put into words with his limited vocabulary. ]
--it's what I keep waiting for. The snow is perfect for snowballs, the sun is out, there's no wind. When I picture what it's like at home right now, it's always like this, except, you know. It's home.
Good. [ He gives Ion an appreciative smile. It was important that Ion like snow. For some reason. Though it's not fair that Ion can have such a vague opinion of snow when Horohoro is making an idiot of himself. ]
But you can't just think "it's pretty." I mean, you can, but if that's all you think right now, then we gotta change that.
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Finding Ion quickly, and inspired by his luck of not getting lost, he starts the snow games early by chucking a snowball at Ion-- ]
Heads!
[ --and missing his target by a good foot. ]
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You're really in high spirits.
[Maybe something of a tease but he doesn't recall Horohoro being thrilled to be left to bake during the summer seasons.]
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[ He wants to say "beautiful," but that sounds needlessly dramatic and it's such a wimpy word for what he really thinks of the weather. What he really thinks is something he can't put into words with his limited vocabulary. ]
--it's what I keep waiting for. The snow is perfect for snowballs, the sun is out, there's no wind. When I picture what it's like at home right now, it's always like this, except, you know. It's home.
You like it too, right?
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I didn't see snow at home. The climate was much warmer. But the snow's pretty to look at.
[Even if he doesn't like the cold an awful lot.]
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But you can't just think "it's pretty." I mean, you can, but if that's all you think right now, then we gotta change that.
What do you wanna do first?
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Do you want to build a snowman...?