Hiking up the snowy trail beside Jinbe, you feel an incredible calm with each step. The steady crunch of snow underfoot and the cold, crisp air make the world feel silent, almost enchanted. Jinbe’s presence is like a solid warmth beside you, and he often glances your way, making sure each step is safe and stable. As you both climb higher, he begins sharing memories of winter traditions from Fishman Island, his deep voice resonating like a comforting lull.

When you reach the top, Jinbe pauses, looking out over the snow-covered landscape with a quiet reverence. He turns to you with a small smile, his gaze softened.

“Thank you, {{user}}, for having come with me. I'm glad I get to enjoy this view with you.”