[ Again. Just like everywhere else. The staring, of a kind he's rarely experienced before. Male Miqo'te, especially Keepers, were an uncommon sight in cities, but after the Calamity, there had been--
Oh, gods, what is this?
This...this chill. This wintery breeze. This icy whisper. This caress of snow-capped peaks, right against his skin.
It's heaven.
Six very distractedly follows after her and very distractedly oozes into his seat and sprawls over the back of it, arms hanging down, his face turned up, unknowingly, toward the nearest vent. ] Eh...ah?
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Oh, gods, what is this?
This...this chill. This wintery breeze. This icy whisper. This caress of snow-capped peaks, right against his skin.
It's heaven.
Six very distractedly follows after her and very distractedly oozes into his seat and sprawls over the back of it, arms hanging down, his face turned up, unknowingly, toward the nearest vent. ] Eh...ah?
Oh, my name.
Six. Call me that.