( his head whipped around slightly at the sound of someone else’s voice, a small smile playing on the corners of his lips. he was glad that someone other than himself had decided to chime in on his conversation for once. )”Yeah b—-ut it’s st—-still too cold f—-or my liking.”
[Bambi handed him a jacket that her father forgot to take earlier ago. She was sure that her father would do the same if he saw a young boy was about to freeze to death]
“Wear this, my dad left few minutes ago, he won’t mind”
