"I don't get why you want to get out and be happy to be under such weather, Raffy," he complains as he blows on his hands.
"Haha, don't be like that, Gel. I let you out here not to feel the cold. Use your other senses maybe? Like, I don't know, your eyes and appreciate the pure white beauty of the Cursed Island?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever."
Not long after that, he sneezes so cutely, I want to fawn all over him again.
However, I already fawned all over him of how cute he looked looking like a big ball of fluff after all the layers Caroline forced him to wear. In order to give him mercy, I held myself back from doing so and just concentrated on my task.
We're currently outside the estate, heading towards the Snow Garden with me pushing Gel in the wheelchair that I had Dad made for me.
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