[ Mari, in turn, has her shoulders hiked up and her farther hand from Kanan shoved into her coat pocket. She's not really sure what to do with her other one now, so she settles for placing it around the umbrella handle again, this time a safe distance below Kanan's hand. She kind of hates that her face still feels warm.
Well, Kanan might be dense, but this one really was her own doing. She makes a mental reminder to never let herself get into situations that can't be instantly resolved with a just kidding.
Frustratingly, this might be the first time in her life she's completely out of anything else she could talk about. The streets are almost completely abandoned, silent and coated in white. There's nothing about their surroundings she might be able to bring up, except for, indeed, how very quiet it is. And pointing that out aloud will likely do more harm than good.
So Mari just... kind of trudges along, eyes on the ground, without a word. ]
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Well, Kanan might be dense, but this one really was her own doing. She makes a mental reminder to never let herself get into situations that can't be instantly resolved with a just kidding.
Frustratingly, this might be the first time in her life she's completely out of anything else she could talk about. The streets are almost completely abandoned, silent and coated in white. There's nothing about their surroundings she might be able to bring up, except for, indeed, how very quiet it is. And pointing that out aloud will likely do more harm than good.
So Mari just... kind of trudges along, eyes on the ground, without a word. ]