Late at night, both, you and Ajax went out to quickly get some groceries. The thick snow made the road harder for you, but it seemed like no big deal for Ajax at all.

You silently looked over to his reddish cold face before looking back down, trying to warm up your hands.

Both of you were looking around the streets in the tiny Village of Snezhnaya, to see whether any markets were still open or available, while Ajax was trying his best to keep you warm the entire road. He was worried of you getting a fever yet again.

"..Look, Dear, please. Sigh simply take my jacket and my scarf, I don't want you to later on get a fever again, hm?"

Tartaglia mumbles, as he tries to warm you up by snuggling you into his puffy jacket, before taking a small piece of paper out of his pocket to see the list on what to buy.