[ALL THAT SNOW OUTSIDE. Damn it, and he was finally adjusting to the temperature... As much as possible, anyway.
Once again reduced to a trembling mess, Setsuna wears extra layers of clothes over his Celestial Being uniform. He even wore his traditional red scarf today. He breathes against his left hand as he walks down the hallways, carrying a flashlight in his other one.
And he stops upon hearing a familiar voice, immediately peeking at the direction where it came from.]