[The way that Sunday feels his chest ache pleasantly when Aether takes his hand surprises Sunday. But he follows, at a slower pace so that Aether might not rush them.]
There are often carollers this time of year. It's a brilliant showcase every time.
[And lo and behold they come across a choir of brightly dressed singers!!]
[It's honestly a bit cute that Aether takes his hand so earnestly. There are signs that will lead them to the garden of lights easily enough but still. It is nice to see Aether so eager. And so happy to be ... with him.
The garden is what the name implies. A grand walkthrough-garden with thousands of flowers, plants and sculptures. All decorated with bright winter-themed lights.]
Here we are, the garden of lights. As the name implies, it's one of Penacony's prized attractions. Even during a festival such as this one.
[Sunday glances at Aether and a small smile tugs his lips. He takes Aether's hand and walks with him through the first archway.]
It is one of them, yes. If I were to pick a single place in Penacony as my favourite... I would not know which one to settle on. There are quite a few that I am fond of.
[He does like the quieter areas. And the ones where music can be heard.]
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There are often carollers this time of year. It's a brilliant showcase every time.
[And lo and behold they come across a choir of brightly dressed singers!!]
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They're really good.
[He peers at the other with curiosity.]
Can you sing, Sunday?
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I've been taught. It wasn't only my sister that learned how to carry a tune when we were young.
[He knows what Aether is asking...!!]
But I'm afraid that's not in the plan for today.
[He's not singing right now!]
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[He pouts ever so slightly.]
But what if I want to hear you sing?
[Surely, there has to be something he can do to make Sunday agree!]
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It's not something I do often in public.
[Sunday glances away, almost shyly.]
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It's okay, I understand.
[Aether would be hesitant to sing in public, too. His smile brightens.]
...How about singing for me when we're alone?
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I can consider it.
[His wings twitch softly. Maybe he's already decided that he will.]
Until then, allow me to take you for a tour through the garden of lights.
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Alright.
[He then takes Sunday's hand and leads him away from the musicians.]
Let's continue on, then!
[Even though Sunday was supposes to be the one showing him around, it really feels like their roles are reversed.]
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The garden is what the name implies. A grand walkthrough-garden with thousands of flowers, plants and sculptures. All decorated with bright winter-themed lights.]
Here we are, the garden of lights. As the name implies, it's one of Penacony's prized attractions. Even during a festival such as this one.
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It's almost like in a fairy tale.
[He laughs to himself, then looks towards his companion.]
You said it's Penacony's prized attraction, but... is this also your favourite place?
[He wants to know what kind of places Sunday likes.]
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It is one of them, yes. If I were to pick a single place in Penacony as my favourite... I would not know which one to settle on. There are quite a few that I am fond of.
[He does like the quieter areas. And the ones where music can be heard.]
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You need to show me all those places, then. I want to know what you enjoy the most.
[And yet, Aether's attention is on Sunday alone.]
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[Because there is a lot that Sunday would enjoy showing him.]
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I have a lot of time.
[He really does, more than anyone else would expect.]
I would be happy to stay here for as long as you'd want me to.