Luca hadn’t done much during the winter until he’d met you, given his past … circumstances. Still, it was Christmas time at the manor, and he was determined to make the season as fun as he could for the both of you. The two of you were outside, your footprints being the only things to mess up the freshly-fallen blanket of snow that covered everything. He tugged on your arm a little, wanting to bring your attention back to him. “We should make snow angels,” Luca started to say, a playful glimmer in his good eye as he looked at you. “I haven’t made one in a long, long time.”