It happened before. After the tournament outside the city, I felt it stronger back then. It was... nice.
[ More than nice. Red looks down at his arm, turning his hand to look at the crystal sitting just near the rim of his jacket's arm, barely showing in the dark with his murky colouring. It was nice now--definitely in a soothing way--though appreciated in a different manner.
He puts his arms back by his sides, on the concrete. ]
Thanks. [ with an apologetic tone- ] You probably didn't want to be standing out here in the cold.
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It happened before. After the tournament outside the city, I felt it stronger back then. It was... nice.
[ More than nice. Red looks down at his arm, turning his hand to look at the crystal sitting just near the rim of his jacket's arm, barely showing in the dark with his murky colouring. It was nice now--definitely in a soothing way--though appreciated in a different manner.
He puts his arms back by his sides, on the concrete. ]
Thanks. [ with an apologetic tone- ] You probably didn't want to be standing out here in the cold.