It’s still summer time but I was suddenly hit with the image of Nari wrapped in as many layers as possibly for winter. Like, she is a centuries old being, having spent countless winters without not so much a scarf and Douxie insists she be bundled up almost to the extreme. In the end she looks like a walking marshmallow with antlers, he’s layered so many coats and scarfs and hats on her.
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