[ Hei was feeling good today. A little more loose on his feet, a little less inclined to think of all the consequences one word or phrase might have over another. He was impetuous, spontaneous, open...
All the things he used to be, but lost when he threw them away to become the perfect assassin, the perfect brother to follow after his sister.
He was Hei and more. He was a boy with freedom in his grasp and today, well... Hei was restless, unable to settle in his skin and nervous. His routine held no comfort for him. Not at the store or the ramen stand where he took his food or anywhere. It's at the ice cream shop that he seems to stop thinking, letting a smile of pleasure coat his face as he pressed close against the glass. Yes, he wanted them all and ordered them, as many scoops of ice cream as is capable of fitting on one cone. It was his.
Come, find him, trip over him. He's sitting on the sidewalk outside and not minding the lingering chill of winter. It's just him and an ice cream cone. Together. ]