[She stays put, watching as he tests it out with a subtle, reflexive tilt to her own head. Her smile widens slightly when the test yields a positive result.]
You're welcome. Any time, Sora.
[But her knees are starting to freeze so she rises to her feet, swiping at said knees to try to get the clinging snow off.]
It looks good on you.
[Which she means as a compliment more to him than to her own fashion choices.]
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You're welcome. Any time, Sora.
[But her knees are starting to freeze so she rises to her feet, swiping at said knees to try to get the clinging snow off.]
It looks good on you.
[Which she means as a compliment more to him than to her own fashion choices.]