His whole face lit up as he saw the little golden horse, Sam's hands rising up to take it slowly and shaking, as if he were scared to. "Jigano...i-it's... you made it for me?" It was almost unbelievable that something so intricate could be made for him. Tears pricked at the back of Sam's eyes as he held the charm close to his heart. "Thank you."
Sam had little concern for himself in the cold; all sensations negative or positive were novelties right now and he quite enjoyed it on his skin. "If...if you want t-to go...we can...C-come for some tea at the sh-shop."
But any thoughts of what kind of tea they could have vanished as he was surprised by the squirrels running past. They looked nearly normal, except for the extra tail. He got his notebook out as quietly as he could and drew a simple diagram of them. Almost like a child, he asked: "Do you think they're f-friends...?"
Sam had little concern for himself in the cold; all sensations negative or positive were novelties right now and he quite enjoyed it on his skin. "If...if you want t-to go...we can...C-come for some tea at the sh-shop."
But any thoughts of what kind of tea they could have vanished as he was surprised by the squirrels running past. They looked nearly normal, except for the extra tail. He got his notebook out as quietly as he could and drew a simple diagram of them. Almost like a child, he asked: "Do you think they're f-friends...?"
