Treading through the snow, a smile was on Damao's face as he held your small, gloved hand in his own large one. A warm, flowery aura around him the entire time. It wouldn't go unnoticed by the people you both would walk by.

After a while, he noticed you slightly shivering. Seeing this, he takes off his beanie and puts it on your head. Even if you have denied it, he'll still put it on. "Here."