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Eloi winced at the brightness flooding into the room as the door swished open, his lungs inhaling sharply as the cold blast of air hit, despite him being dressed for the weather. His eyes widened as they slowly adjusted, taking in the sight of the snow-clad landscape. Snow. Snow was something he’d rarely seen. After seeing Hoth he’d thought he would be used to it, but... There was a magical quality about it that he never could really shake. And this. This was a whole different world, covered in snow. He felt a grin tugging at his lips as he heard Leif chuckle beside him. “Enjoying the view?”
He grinned in response, feeling his cheeks warm. He let his eyes scan over Leif from head to toe before giving him a mischievous look. “Always when you’re in it.” The sith laughed in return and motioned for him to follow. For now, they had business to attend to, but after, Eloi was pretty sure one of these fabled snowball fights and an evening spent warming up by the fire after were in order.