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[Zelman's tucked just out of the way as you're leaving the castle--he's leaning against the outside wall to the side of the door, gazing somewhat uninterestedly out at the snow-covered grounds. he is definitely not dressed for the weather (wearing the same pants and t-shirt and hat and tennis shoes he always wears), but does not seem to mind the

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[Del meanders past him and then stops and walks backwards until she's next to him, rocking back and forth on her heels.]

First and fourth.

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[oh, it's Del. he'll give her a lazy little wave when she 'settles' next to him.]

Partridge and calling birds.

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It never did manage good numbers.

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The best bit is in the middle anyway.

How do you like Winter, majaczenie?

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Better if it tasted like cinnamon.

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I agree with you there...

[oh goodness... what's that fairy doing up there? D:]

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[It's flitting around. Minding it's fairy business. Which is to make life difficult for everyone ever.]

Fire igloo?

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I just keep one. Not a spectacle.

[most certainly. in fact, it's flitting about pretty close to their heads now, getting fairy dust all over the place.]

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[Del rubs some dust out of her nose, and wonders vaguely why she wants to be closer to him.]

You can't listen through the wall.

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Is there anything I need to hear?

[yeah, that is kind of a weird feeling. somewhere in the back of his mind he's got a vague understanding of what is going on, but that's pretty overridden by whatever's making him take a step and close that gap between them.]

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Only if you don't like waterfalls but it would be silly to not like waterfalls, because they could help the world find its edges.

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And the idea of going on forever isn't so appealing. I'll stick to my cards.

[at some point here he tilts her face up, fingers curled lightly under her chin, and leans over to give her a kiss.]

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[This time of year always left her so confused.]

It would be n- [insert kiss here] -ice to fall into stars.

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[...weirdly, it only takes him a couple of seconds to recover from that one. she must be rubbing off on him.]

Think it'd be comfortable? I hear it's cold.

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Only if you don't fall fast enough.

[She can go with the flow right enough. Sometimes. Other times the flow socks her in the face, and steals all her ability not to drool impolitely.]

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[hopefully this is not one of those times.]

Hah, well. Seems that's manageable, at least.