Melting Snow watched as his party members disappeared into the distance with a smirk on his face. He found it funny how Wandering Sound didn't ask Drifting Cloud about what direction they were heading in. He wasn't stupid though he knew exactly why the older man didn't, it was because his thoughts were only focused on a certain person.
Rolling his eyes at how transparent adults could be sometimes, Melting Snow looked over at Drifting Cloud. The green-haired man had his face turned away from him so that he couldn't see his expression, but from the way he was holding himself, Melting Snow had a feeling that there was a lot going on in the man's mind.
"Drifting Cloud," Melting Snow started, trying to gain the man's attention while pulling him out of his thoughts. "Where do we have to go to sell the mirror?"
