[ There's precisely two other odd animals here right now, Caesar, and he's not about to go bother either of them right now. It's not like he's extra delighted to see you, either. But, he makes himself comfortable here, patting at the snow to try and ensure the base of it is sturdier to build on top of. He's quiet up until he asks his question.
He's never made snow sculptures before. Play wasn't really a part of his growing up, and he didn't have really many friends as grew up. Too aloof, he supposed. It worked for him, though.
Delicate is easy for him, though. He's got a smaller body than this bulky, clumsy looking man beside him. Although he won't say it - Caesar's work is pretty good. Which is why he asked at all.
He stands, shifting to move to the back of it, where he bends down and awkwardly pats more snow into the back. ]
Do you make them often?
[ It's a passing question, one that implies he's okay with Caesar opting to ignore him for the future. He watches as he works on the roof. The next words come with the smallest hint of judgement. ]
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He's never made snow sculptures before. Play wasn't really a part of his growing up, and he didn't have really many friends as grew up. Too aloof, he supposed. It worked for him, though.
Delicate is easy for him, though. He's got a smaller body than this bulky, clumsy looking man beside him. Although he won't say it - Caesar's work is pretty good. Which is why he asked at all.
He stands, shifting to move to the back of it, where he bends down and awkwardly pats more snow into the back. ]
Do you make them often?
[ It's a passing question, one that implies he's okay with Caesar opting to ignore him for the future. He watches as he works on the roof. The next words come with the smallest hint of judgement. ]
What are you trying to even do there?