[Wolfwood blinks as the icy flower is placed into his palm, where it will probably begin melting almost immediately. But, at least for this fleeting moment...it's beautiful. Like the first time he saw a snowflake, only on a much larger scale.
And, for just a moment he actually smiles a little, faintly.]
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And, for just a moment he actually smiles a little, faintly.]
Heh. This ain't half bad.