he inhales the snow, exhales the frost : catching the fire betwixt his teeth for it to dwindle into the ashes that fills up his lungs , choking on it with his clawed hands. ❛ what are you going to do , sis? keep me here , AGAINST my will because you don’t want me to leave? ❜ arm tugs : ocean decorated eynes fall onto his sister , a challenging smirk situates on his features.