Aya:
> "If we would, we could. Our talents lie elsewhere."
Eternity:
> Scrunch up our face a bit.
> "I might be able to help Piece... but that's a lot of multitasking..."
Aya:
> Pull our hands away from the ice and bring our arms to rest.
> "Forget about keeping the cold from me for a bit then. I'll let you know if I need it again."
Eternity:
> Frown a bit.
> "If you say so. Dunno how you intend to serve your Lord while you're a popsicle, though."
> Stop keeping the cold from our noble steed so we can better focus on enhancing Piece.
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Ami:
> "Oh. Hmm, maybe."
Aya:
> You guve Eternity the okay.
> "I could try something. I just believed there mightve been better options."
> "I'll try it..." Clownpiece decides.
> The ice... feels a bit colder. At least from your distance.
> Much colder. Maybe that's just because Eternity isn't keeping the cold away? Though it's a bit more familiar of a cold than usual. A hint of Cirno's. You wonder if she's well, wherever she's stuck at.
> You hear a sharp Crack. Then a bit more.
> The ice looks like it... like it froze. Another layer.
> Shortly after, the ice begins to break into pieces, falling and sliding off of itself.
> it hasn't cleared a big enough way for you yet, though.
Ami:
> Ann leads you into the house, heading upstairs.
>_