[Saori had followed Helios out on his wanderings, watching from a distance with great interest as he conjured the snowy beasts. She listened to his broadcast with mild interest, and her demeanor was vastly improved from the previous week's troubles. She'd put her own demons to rest for a year and was happy to join the awkward conjurer in admiring the beautiful creatures he'd called out of the white.
She was not fond of snow, and while she could not work it directly, or replicate feats like his own conjurings from it, that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy his workings or company. She'd grown dearly fond of the man and the more she thought on it the more she was beginning to realize that she might be ill-equipped to keep a promise she'd made to him months before. But she said nothing. It was Christmas, and he did not need that particular burden.
So, she decided to join him, playing with magic. A flicker of wind caught up beside him as he walked, the gust carefully arranging snow into the shapes of small fish wearing santa hats, little kami that danced around his head in an eerie, procession accompanied only by the sound of the wind forcing them to hold shape.]
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She was not fond of snow, and while she could not work it directly, or replicate feats like his own conjurings from it, that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy his workings or company. She'd grown dearly fond of the man and the more she thought on it the more she was beginning to realize that she might be ill-equipped to keep a promise she'd made to him months before. But she said nothing. It was Christmas, and he did not need that particular burden.
So, she decided to join him, playing with magic. A flicker of wind caught up beside him as he walked, the gust carefully arranging snow into the shapes of small fish wearing santa hats, little kami that danced around his head in an eerie, procession accompanied only by the sound of the wind forcing them to hold shape.]
Helios, you love this season, don't you?