Frost seems a little dazed, at first, but its quickly shaken off as a barely suppressed smile rolls across his face. That smile turns into barely repressed laughter, and then uproarious laughter that is not repressed at all. Frost definitely seems like a guy that likes to laugh.
Before he can really get into it, though, a crow swoops out of nowhere and decks him across the top of his head, causing him to sprawl forward in the air. The crow lands beside the melting book, scolding him with a disapproving caw.
"Oh please, have mercy," Frost titters, raising his hands in mock defense. Another crow appears, smacking him in the head again. Frost straightens himself up. "There's nothing we need in there, anyway. I just enjoyed getting the flower riled up."
The crow on the ground pecks at a bit of the cover that is not yet melting, and then flutters its wings dismissively, before taking off and flying away. Frost doesn't seem very interested in the carnival members still lurking, merely dusting himself off, instead.
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Before he can really get into it, though, a crow swoops out of nowhere and decks him across the top of his head, causing him to sprawl forward in the air. The crow lands beside the melting book, scolding him with a disapproving caw.
"Oh please, have mercy," Frost titters, raising his hands in mock defense. Another crow appears, smacking him in the head again. Frost straightens himself up. "There's nothing we need in there, anyway. I just enjoyed getting the flower riled up."
The crow on the ground pecks at a bit of the cover that is not yet melting, and then flutters its wings dismissively, before taking off and flying away. Frost doesn't seem very interested in the carnival members still lurking, merely dusting himself off, instead.