[ At least there isn't any ice forming at the tips of his boots anymore, let alone chilled air and puffs of breath showing how distressed he currently is. No, it's more exhaustion now than anything else, even if he can still feel that ice deep within his chest.
Rather than say anything regarding the height difference, Riku leans against Arden before gently allowing his hand to slip out of the other's... and promptly comes to grasp at his shoulder when he feels his legs wanting to stumble forward. Yeah, this is going to be a bit of a challenge getting back. ]
Why do you like to cook so much?
[ Perhaps it seems random to ask, but it gives Riku a distraction from the fact that his body is tired so that he can force himself to keep going and not allow his thoughts to linger on the can't or even won't part of his mind. ]
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Rather than say anything regarding the height difference, Riku leans against Arden before gently allowing his hand to slip out of the other's... and promptly comes to grasp at his shoulder when he feels his legs wanting to stumble forward. Yeah, this is going to be a bit of a challenge getting back. ]
Why do you like to cook so much?
[ Perhaps it seems random to ask, but it gives Riku a distraction from the fact that his body is tired so that he can force himself to keep going and not allow his thoughts to linger on the can't or even won't part of his mind. ]