[Aoi looks around, frowning. He's totally not dressed for the cold. He shudders as the wind blows past, sending sparkling snowflakes swirling around them.]
Yeah, looks like it. [The feelings of peace and joy don't quite sink in. Santa's got years of bitterness insulating him.]
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Yeah, looks like it. [The feelings of peace and joy don't quite sink in. Santa's got years of bitterness insulating him.]
Man, where was this place when we needed it?