[there's the faint sound of a choir in the background. jack sounds as cheerful as he is usually. the light's faint, coming from the church next door, but jack is rolling snowmen - ]
Merry Yule, Siren's Port! I wonder if I'll see this Santa Claus chap tonight.
[ - an hour before midnight, right in front of the church's adjoining graveyard.]
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Are you mad? It's freezing out. [Also, you know, fucking monsters.]
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Don't tell me you plan on staying out there all night, in a graveyard no less.
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[Still smiling, ha.] I'll come back in the morning, I just...
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I understand, so long as you come back in the morning.
You must, you know? You've to open your gifts under the tree.
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I will. I wouldn't want to ruin your Christmas too much, love.
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[A pause.] Why would you make a snowman in a graveyard though? Isn't that rather morbid?
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