[It takes several long moments for Regis to recover from that face full of snow and to draw himself into a sitting position. Mostly, this is because it's very difficult to brush snow out of his beard and hair when he's laughing so hard.]
Oh? It's only on now? And here I thought it was already on. Perhaps, I shouldn't have been trying so hard.
[Regis takes a moment to shake snow from his gloved hand, but the gesture is far less innocent that it seems because in among that snow, he summons and flips a chuck of ice, not at Nyx, but at the tree he is not standing far from.
If he doesn't notice that little projectile and move, a certain Glaive is about to get a lot wetter thanks to the tree's snow-burdened branches.]
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Oh? It's only on now? And here I thought it was already on. Perhaps, I shouldn't have been trying so hard.
[Regis takes a moment to shake snow from his gloved hand, but the gesture is far less innocent that it seems because in among that snow, he summons and flips a chuck of ice, not at Nyx, but at the tree he is not standing far from.
If he doesn't notice that little projectile and move, a certain Glaive is about to get a lot wetter thanks to the tree's snow-burdened branches.]