[Ven's off waiting near the door for Xion's arrival. Aqua's keeping busy preparing the dinner they're apparently going to be sharing with the young girl.
Terra's seated on the couch in their living room, flipping through channels on the magic box the locals of this world call a television.
His hair is still slightly damp from the shower he took after devoting a few hours to trying to free their house from the snow. While he did make an effort to clean up a little, he didn't dress up in the slightest: he's wearing his usual wintertime-in-Siren's-Port outfit of a long-sleeve compression shirt, one of his hoodies, and a pair of hakama.
He glances in the direction of the entrance hall and turns down the volume on the TV when he hears Xion arrive, but he doesn't get up right away.
Oro, on the other hand, pries himself off the floor and pads to the hall to say hello, pausing briefly to give Aqua the stink eye as he passes the kitchen.]
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Terra's seated on the couch in their living room, flipping through channels on the magic box the locals of this world call a television.
His hair is still slightly damp from the shower he took after devoting a few hours to trying to free their house from the snow. While he did make an effort to clean up a little, he didn't dress up in the slightest: he's wearing his usual wintertime-in-Siren's-Port outfit of a long-sleeve compression shirt, one of his hoodies, and a pair of hakama.
He glances in the direction of the entrance hall and turns down the volume on the TV when he hears Xion arrive, but he doesn't get up right away.
Oro, on the other hand, pries himself off the floor and pads to the hall to say hello, pausing briefly to give Aqua the stink eye as he passes the kitchen.]