[You know who's never seen snow before? This desert kid, that's who.
He's out on the streets, looking up into the sky as, with childlike fascination, he watches the flurry blow about. He has a hand held up, where snowflakes occasionally land upon; it's an awe to see them ultimately melt.
... Admittedly, he's kind of freezing right now because even with his sand mantle, his clothes were definitely not meant to handle this temperature, but.
Anyway, hi, Minato. Ouni doesn't seem to notice him yet (that, or he's just ignoring his presence).]
On the one hand? It's cute. It's an expression Minato hasn't seen on Ouni's face before (granted, the expressions he has seen are Grumpy, Confused and Extra Grumpy), so he takes a moment to just enjoy the fact that Ouni, too, can be awed by things like this.
And then he disappears back into his...well, house, even if he's still unsure about referring to it in that way considering the circumstances, and returns with a blanket.
If he knew Ouni better, he'd drape it over his shoulders, but he doesn't and he feels as though startling him would be bad, so instead he walks up to his side and offers him the blanket by kind of shoving it into his arms. And:]
[Ouni would not have reacted well if Minato had draped it over his shoulders, so wise choice.
... Not that he accepts the blanket, though. He just stares blankly, as if wondering why the heck Minato's here and what he's doing. He also says nothing in response (even if he agrees), because he's an ass.]
[... That's kind of an evocative phrase. Minato has never seen a sand ocean in his life, and yet... he can imagine it. An ocean of sand...such a thing could really exist..?
Of course, it must. From what Minato's seen from Ouni, reticent as he may be, he doesn't lie, offering up his opinion (when he does) very bluntly.
(But honestly...what must that be like...?)]
... I see... a little, I mean, I think. I've never seen a sand ocean, but... I think I can imagine what that must be like, at least a little.
[Ouni continues to eye Minato oddly—almost warily, frankly.
Also here's a hint, Minato: it's very sandy.]
Yes.
[... On Ouni's end, it's still strange to think of these people who have never heard of the Sand Ocean. What sort of place are they from, if not surrounded by sand?]
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He's out on the streets, looking up into the sky as, with childlike fascination, he watches the flurry blow about. He has a hand held up, where snowflakes occasionally land upon; it's an awe to see them ultimately melt.
... Admittedly, he's kind of freezing right now because even with his sand mantle, his clothes were definitely not meant to handle this temperature, but.
Anyway, hi, Minato. Ouni doesn't seem to notice him yet (that, or he's just ignoring his presence).]
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On the one hand? It's cute. It's an expression Minato hasn't seen on Ouni's face before (granted, the expressions he has seen are Grumpy, Confused and Extra Grumpy), so he takes a moment to just enjoy the fact that Ouni, too, can be awed by things like this.
And then he disappears back into his...well, house, even if he's still unsure about referring to it in that way considering the circumstances, and returns with a blanket.
If he knew Ouni better, he'd drape it over his shoulders, but he doesn't and he feels as though startling him would be bad, so instead he walks up to his side and offers him the blanket by kind of shoving it into his arms. And:]
It's pretty, isn't it? The snow...
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... Not that he accepts the blanket, though. He just stares blankly, as if wondering why the heck Minato's here and what he's doing. He also says nothing in response (even if he agrees), because he's an ass.]
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Take it!!!]
It's a lot more fun to enjoy the snow when you're not freezing.
[Take the blanket, desert child.]
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[It's just
not with him right now.]
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[Aka he believes you but also it's clearly not on Ouni right now so:]
I have a coat so I don't need this one right now.
Anyway...is this the first time you've seen snow...?
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[He'll just freeze!! out of stubbornness!!]
... Is that what it's called?
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Just take it eventually, Ouni.]
Mm, yeah. That's right.
[Thoughtfully:]
It usually shows up when it's cold enough back home.
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... What is it?
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Frozen water, I guess...? That's probably the easiest way to describe it. Like rain, but... it's too cold, so it ends up like this instead.
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[Snow probably wouldn't have, practically speaking, been appreciated on the Mud Whale, huh?]
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"Useful"...? You mean like...to replenish water supplies and things like that?
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What else would I mean?
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I guess so... I've just never really thought about rain that way before.
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Also, he's casually swiping the blanket now because okay yeah, stubbornness over, he's really cold.]
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He just makes a contemplative noise as he lowers his hand, tucking it into his pocket instead.
No snow, and lots of rain conservation...]
Do you live in a desert back home...?
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As he wraps the blanket around his shoulders, he stares at Minato for a few moments, as if thinking over something, before:]
Sand Ocean.
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Of course, it must. From what Minato's seen from Ouni, reticent as he may be, he doesn't lie, offering up his opinion (when he does) very bluntly.
(But honestly...what must that be like...?)]
... I see... a little, I mean, I think. I've never seen a sand ocean, but... I think I can imagine what that must be like, at least a little.
[A beat.]
Does that mean you live on an island?
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Also here's a hint, Minato: it's very sandy.]
Yes.
[... On Ouni's end, it's still strange to think of these people who have never heard of the Sand Ocean. What sort of place are they from, if not surrounded by sand?]
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... Me too. [Island life...!! His island life sounds a lot less questionable than Ouni's, though.]
Mine's surrounded by a water ocean, though, not a sand one.
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[His understanding of a water ocean primarily comes from that one time Shuan yelled about it to him while basically choking him, so.]
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Yes, that's right. [He supposes that's true! Not what he usually immediately thinks of when he thinks of the ocean, but still true.]
I guess that must be the same for you guys too... there's an ocean somewhere where the rain comes from...?
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[Not like he's ever seen it or given proof that it exists beyond rain.]
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It must exist somewhere... but I can't imagine never seeing it. [That's a trip.] Especially stuck on an island...
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