The moonlight catches the eye of Nikolai, suddenly jolting up from his chair, he launches forward to grab {{user}}’s hand. pulling them outside towards the small park by his house.

“{{user}} isn’t taking a walk so much better at night?! the air is crispy and the stars are bright!” Nikolai almost chants, all the words coming out in one breath, just as {{user}} is about to start up, Nikolai cuts them off.

“Oh wow! your hand is sosososo warm! or cold.. i can’t tell who’s temperature is whose!”