While often described as cold and distant by others, C.C. found herself traversing the streets once more in search of her other half. This was embarrassingly the longest she had been separated from him, and in an entirely new location no less.
Her breath fogged in front of her, not exactly dressed appropriate to be wandering in fresh snow, but that didn't really matter to her at the moment.
What if he hadn't been transported to this place as well? How cruel to only take her and Suzaku.
Their joint search hadn't been frantic, but their efforts didn't fall in vain. As if an answering from the stars, she paused and allowed herself to focus on the figure who seemed invested with the phone in his hands. All in due time was C.C.'s patience rewarded with the shock of black hair against pristine snow and the glow of street lights. She could recognize him faster than anyone, striding closer until the girl hadn't even realized she broke into a sprint.
There was a soft collision of their bodies, his warmth absorbing into her own despite the chill of the air.
"Don't go wandering off on your own." As if it was his fault.