Clovember Day 24 - Journey
“You’re not trying to convince me not to come, are you?”
“No, of course not. I’d be… grateful to have you. It’s just, you’re built for the cold tundra, not the scorching desert.”
Clover considers the statement, chewing a lip as he mulls it over more thoughtfully than is probably necessary. To stop himself from saying what he wants, for it’s far too soon to joke like that. Even if it’s not a joke at all.
Warning: vague reference to v7ch12