Snow, Tyro and Layla.
Reaching up, he caught a few snowflakes on the cold metal of his gauntlet. She watched him curiously as he examined the snowflakes, a small smile touching her lips.
"What do you find so fascinating about snow?" she asks quietly, not wanting to disturb the silence of the air around them too much.
"They remind me of you." Came his reply in a rough whisper before he drops his hand and stares at her.












