The half-elf perks up at his words, a little surprised to hear this.
"Yer the one who made it snow?" It... sort of is implied in his words, mentioning the "efforts not being wasted." Is that... normal? Can he do it at will? That would be pretty cool.
"Thanks! Makes the train feel a bit more normal!" It certainly makes Esteban feel better in his skin at the very least, so at the very least, he thinks Elidibus should know his-- well, whatever he did-- was appreciated properly. He rubs the back of his head free of the snow and ice that melted there.
'Dians, though, that speech pattern.
"I don't get sick easy either," the half-elf mentions instead, shrugging. "But I'll take y' up on that warm drink 'f you wanna come along." He doesn't have any reason to go on his own after all, and he'd rather enjoy the snow. He's likely to stick around for absolutely as long as he can, not wanting to miss a single minute of it.
He's not above bullying people into being his friend after all. A snicker escapes him at the notion, amused at his own thoughts, and the smile that curls at the corners of his lips is far too mischievous to miss.
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"Yer the one who made it snow?" It... sort of is implied in his words, mentioning the "efforts not being wasted." Is that... normal? Can he do it at will? That would be pretty cool.
"Thanks! Makes the train feel a bit more normal!" It certainly makes Esteban feel better in his skin at the very least, so at the very least, he thinks Elidibus should know his-- well, whatever he did-- was appreciated properly. He rubs the back of his head free of the snow and ice that melted there.
'Dians, though, that speech pattern.
"I don't get sick easy either," the half-elf mentions instead, shrugging. "But I'll take y' up on that warm drink 'f you wanna come along." He doesn't have any reason to go on his own after all, and he'd rather enjoy the snow. He's likely to stick around for absolutely as long as he can, not wanting to miss a single minute of it.
He's not above bullying people into being his friend after all. A snicker escapes him at the notion, amused at his own thoughts, and the smile that curls at the corners of his lips is far too mischievous to miss.