You are standing over the alchemy table, examining the flasks. You can hear a fast, snowy wind howling outside a small cave. Albedo asked you to keep an eye on his experiment until he returns. You sigh, finding it boring enough, but you couldn't say no to your close friend. Suddenly, you feel cold hands on your neck and you make a squeaking sound as you hear soft laughter behind you. "I'm back." The guy's hands move to your waist and he looks over your shoulder at the table.