alastair. (logicale) wrote in newhavenlogs, @ 2020-06-17 01:57:00 |
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Coming to New Haven from any sort of perpetually warm climate had to be difficult, Alastair imagined. He'd been too young himself to really notice much of a difference himself, but Tristan was now highly accustomed to warmer weather. For that reason, Alastair took pity on him. Or maybe it was Alastair's tendency to zero in on students who were struggling to adjust to life in town. Either way, he was at Tristan's door not long after they talked with a bundle in hand. He rapped his knuckles against the door, knowing Tristan would be home by his own admission. Alastair wasn't attempting to drag the poor kid out and show him the wonders of winter, but he was trying to help him feel more comfortable. While Tristan didn't have to like the snow, it was unfortunately his reality, and Alastair could at least help him come to terms with it. He had also brought him something else, but that was a surprise for after he allowed Alastair inside to help him out. |