"One must love a part of themselves or they surely die, don't you think?" Ani shrugged. His attention turned back to the human on stage. Sad love story, bitter emotions, reckless heart. He was grinning again when he turned back to Lysander.
"I am of Winter. We find beauty in even the coldest and darkest of places. Like the female on stage now? I think I may shadow her. Find what broke her heart. And then smash it."