[ Luckily for Harlock, Wyll is missing an eye (literally! Don't worry, it's glass,) so his options for peering out from behind trees are a bit limited. He does peer out, actually, throwing another snowball blindly -- perhaps in an attempt to try and lure him out. ]
It's nice, isn't it!
[ Wyll grins. He'd played similar games with the children in the village before he wound up here. ]
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It's nice, isn't it!
[ Wyll grins. He'd played similar games with the children in the village before he wound up here. ]
A game works wonders on the mind, young or old.