"Wouldn't that be amazin'!" Oh! Esteban does wonder at this, lingering in the thought that they might one day all be able to travel to any world. He'd see his friends' hometowns and the skies that have seen them grow up, learn their cultures through immersion rather than his constant prodding and questions, visit the places they call home.

He snickers lightly, letting the snow drift gently over his upturned gaze, melting where it tickles his cheeks. It's a dream; and for now, that's not an option. But it does widen his smile, and the blue of his eyes is bright as summer skies when he turns to nudge Allen with an elbow lightly.

"So? What's your creative guess on how th' train found snow t' shove down on our heads?"