[ For a split second, he feels like it's going to tip over and he's ready to slam a wall of ice to prevent it from falling over the house but thankfully, it just sags the trunk taking up all the weight.
The flowers he wanted to show Allen. The ones he came across on one of his patrols that reminded him of home so much. There's a twinge of guilt, for not explaining what he wanted better. ]
It's going to die like that.
[ A wall of ice snaps from his right foot and rises so very slowly, the slowest he's ever formed his ice to gently transfer the weight from the trunk to the ice until the tree stands upright. ]
We need to replant it.
[ Maybe it wouldn't die then, but he knows so little about plants. Tearing something from the ground always made it die from his experience. He looks to Allen, looking a little lost. ]
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The flowers he wanted to show Allen. The ones he came across on one of his patrols that reminded him of home so much. There's a twinge of guilt, for not explaining what he wanted better. ]
It's going to die like that.
[ A wall of ice snaps from his right foot and rises so very slowly, the slowest he's ever formed his ice to gently transfer the weight from the trunk to the ice until the tree stands upright. ]
We need to replant it.
[ Maybe it wouldn't die then, but he knows so little about plants. Tearing something from the ground always made it die from his experience. He looks to Allen, looking a little lost. ]
Do you know how?