Especially those tagged. <3 ;)
He shakes his head as he rolls his eyes subtly, still smiling a little as he heads back out into the hallway.
He spends a lot of the time looking around the room, and eventually he resides to leaning against a window to produce patterns of frost on the glass before idly tracing images and shapes into them with his index finger; not wanting to stray away from Nuri and deciding that it would be better to leave Eve alone. When he hears movement coming from the hallway outside the room, he blinks and quickly turns his head to see outcast walking towards him. A smile instantly forms on his mouth, feeling relieved at her presence again, though when he hears her words he feels a pang of worry jab at his chest. His brows lightly furrow as he walks over to her, noticing the other two aren't with her and feeling a little anxious at the lack of people also. What's wrong..? He manages to shut out most of his worry from affecting is voice, searching Outcast's eyes in the weak lighting from the moon.
Sure it may be unrecognisable to the human eye at first, but it can happen; the process just takes a long while. Because everyone forgets how easy it is to fall so quickly, but far fewer get to learn that despite everything, sometimes people can pick themselves back up again.
I wonder why it took me so long to realise that..? :)
Growing up, chances are you've heard of me.
No? Well I'm Jack. Jack Frost. I'm the one behind that feeling when a cold kiss of air nips at your nose, or when a blast of cool air transforms a window into a drawing board, and reason for all of those snow days? Me right here. I can control the Winter weather, like ice, and snow...I conjure them and bend them to my will. But it's not always fun and games; even though I'd love that, you see, I'm a Guardian. More importantly, the Guardian of fun.
Oh, and did I mention that I hold the record on the Naughty List? ;D