"Typical ginger. Don't know a good thing when they've got it," Nine agreed, musing to himself. Perhaps next time they could try a good load of strawberries right before. Or maybe...
A strange sensation pulled him up short. His cheek was wet. It seemed the tears had come in spite of it all. He wipes at them with the corner of his jumper.
"Rose will be ecstatic. She always wanted to come here."