Melita was, unfortunately, pretty badass - much as it pained Tal to think about too much. And she wasn't Sah, which made her immediately way cooler in the courier's mind. Impressing her had become something of a subconscious goal, even if he'd never admit it out loud.
It didn't mean he'd stop trying, thought.
"I mean... snow is normal," Tal pointed out, with all the confidence of a native Halovian who'd only recently begun leaving the Tundra. He stole a glance over at her and his scowl deepened at her wrinkled nose and perceived judgment.
The mention of an ice rink had a note of triumphant satisfaction entering his voice as he nodded eagerly. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about! We had one in the Citadel, too... I mean, we usually do, but this one was like... festive, an' shit." He tilted his head, scowl threatening to return. "...and a bunch of memory snow lizards that fucked things up a bit in town."
He knelt down and sifted through some of the rocks at his feet until his fingers closed around one that sparkled in the chilly sunlight.
It didn't mean he'd stop trying, thought.
"I mean... snow is normal," Tal pointed out, with all the confidence of a native Halovian who'd only recently begun leaving the Tundra. He stole a glance over at her and his scowl deepened at her wrinkled nose and perceived judgment.
The mention of an ice rink had a note of triumphant satisfaction entering his voice as he nodded eagerly. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about! We had one in the Citadel, too... I mean, we usually do, but this one was like... festive, an' shit." He tilted his head, scowl threatening to return. "...and a bunch of memory snow lizards that fucked things up a bit in town."
He knelt down and sifted through some of the rocks at his feet until his fingers closed around one that sparkled in the chilly sunlight.
