[ Hands that reach out and grab at the male's black locks, fixing them up for just a moment as he sees fit before scooting back. ] Behind you. [ There he is sitting criss-cross applesauce and his hands in his lap to keep them warm. Scarf tucked nicely around his neck and his haori and hakama to keep him warm. ] We should think about putting a tree around here.
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[ With a beat. ] It's be higher.