I don't think I will. And if I find a pebble in my shoes, I'll just curse you to find a pebble in yours at the same time.


[ He lifts his head haughtily, before spinning his stick-cane stylishly and setting it back in the strap on his back. ]


Though I suppose you don't care for something sweet and cool. A pity.


[ He did gather some sugar earlier, and he'll be making himself a little ice ball with it that he'll hover in his palm, before unlatching his veil mask and sucking a little on it to cool himself. ]