"Hm?" Evan turns to him. The blank look shows he wasn't quite aware at all.

"Oh. You meant.. together."

He looks away out in front of the two of them for a moment, following the path of the park. He has to take a moment to think about it, there's a want to say yes, an instinctual need to run before this sucks him in too strongly. After a moment he lets go of Lars' hand and jogs out in front of him. He's silent the entire way.

Evan bends down to scoop up a handful of snow, patting it down with fingers that will soon be ice cold, It'll be worth it, he thinks, as he turns around and without hesitation throws the snowball at Laurence Anderson.

"Only if you can beat me in a snowball fight."

And without a second thought he's off making another snowball.

Laurence Anderson

"Yes, I think that's enough heavy conversation for one night anyway." he says with a gentle smile, reaching for the food meant for him. It was hard to say he was terribly hungry, but he knew better than to not eat at all. He took a fork, settled back in where he had been sitting and frankly, played with his food more than ate it.

"Don't worry about it though, these rooms don't get used much anymore anyway." at least not right now. Hopefully that would change at some point.

Laurence Anderson

Evan didn't often go to places like the hotsprings. Usually there were too many people and in truth he wasn't the most welcome in crowds. He was rather used to people thinking oddly of him.

He mulls over the idea. "I think I'd enjoy that." he says. At least a little bit. Though with the weather he thinks perhaps that is a trip better spent on another time. When things calm down, for all they knew the place wasn't even open at the moment due to the weather. he hadn't exactly been one to check.

"Maybe later, next year some time I will." it doesn't don on him that lars might just mean visiting it together.

Laurence Anderson

"Good." Evan states. "I would be a rather poor host to let you freeze." he pats the blanket down around his shoulders as if to finalize the comment. Cementing the agree between them and the blanket to keep the man in front of him toasty for the rest of the night.

A bit of silence settles between them for a moment, lingering. Too many things rolling around in his head because truly he should walk away from this. From Lars. This wasn't something he allowed, normally. Hadn't for years.

He looks away, not quite able to look at him just yet. "Thank you, by the way." he has a hard time admitting it, saying it, meaning it. Too strong, too steadfast, too independent and self reliant to readily accept what's been given to him. Not saying anything however, was rude. And he wasn't that kind of individual.

Laurence Anderson

There is a part of Evan that is grateful for the well places arrival of the food. It keeps his secret from lingering out in front of him. Though one of many it is one he keeps close to home.

Evan mulls over the conversation thus far, the things he's learned about the recent events, the shared nightmare, all the little things that seem to be going on. Evan cal already feel the urge to take it to paper and begin mapping it out in front of him and refrains. For now. It is something he will do in the coming hours of the night after he has left Lars to rest.

He says nothing when the man returns, eyes on the floorboards, thoughts running wild.

Laurence Anderson

"Tropical climates usually don't. especially not like this." Evan replies, very aware of the panic that had been brought across the region because of it. Something he had spoken with cait alfric about in days past while on the mountainsides while escorting a delibird. The weather was trouble in more ways than one for the region.

Evan shook his head when Lars continued on, questioning him about the scold. "No, not at all. I've never been very fond of it. I much prefer the heat, or really mild climates. I just don't mind the heat." he explains, truth be told he avoided the colder climates as much as he could most the time. "I only go on rare occasions tot the cold."

"Willingly at least. I imagine you're preference lies in Hoenn's climate, right?" he asks, way of keeping the new topic going for now.

Laurence Anderson

Evan can't help but chuckle, it brings a smile to his lips that have not passed for most of the night. For obvious reason, the entire thing has been one case of off putting after another.

"I have been there in the past. Like i have most places." he truly has been most everywhere at one point or another after all.

He thinks on it for a moment though. "But I suppose I am due for another visit, and this time with a different goal in mind." usually he simply takes what he comes across, to seek something out with information such as this changes things. It changes how one looks at things.

Suddenly the world becomes something all together new this way.

"I think I would like that, if nothing else such an endeavor could become useful tot he rest of the region at some point."

Laurence Anderson

Evan busies himself with tucking the blanket around Lars, ensuring that no heat will escape and the man will be warmed without worry. He's not looking at him, trying his best to avoid whatever look might be on his face because his mothering is simply that, mothering.

So he wants to believe.

"oh" Evan looks up at him. "Right."

"I prefer not to wear suites, I forget."

Truth be told Evan only owned a suite for when they were required, and when they weren't he simply dressed nicely. He pulled off a fitted turtleneck and slacks exceptionally well. Better than a suite really. "Like I said, it's fine to take them with you. If they don't make it back it's alright." he shakes his head. "I'm really not worried about it."

Laurence Anderson

"Almost anywhere." he states.

"Ij've been traveling most my life, always took an interest in the locals."

He remembers sitting on front porches and storefront steps fondly. Catting with elders in villages of obscure areas, talking about things not everyone takes the time to listen for anymore. There was much the world had taught him over the years, much he could still learn. But he'd been just about everywhere, had learned whatever he could.

"Everywhere but Orre." he admits with reluctance. Because he does not wish to speak of why. At least thankfully, Orre has little to call it's own.

Laurence Anderson

Evan doesn't quite let go after the other man is upright. He doesn't really think about it, it's something that should have crossed his mind but he's too busy trying not to let the fact his personal life was messed with get to him. He hates the idea of it, but there's no changing the little reality that is sitting in front of him now.

He's on a date with someone he might have a smidgen of a crush on. Fantastic.

"Honestly we should just forget that part." it's more so he doesn't get mad, doesn't get upset, because it's one of the few things that gets to him. "It doesn't snow often in Hoenn so I suppose we should enjoy it while we can." it's a distraction really, the idea of looking at the snow covered park is just a way of changing the subject.

Anything to avoid the subject at hand.

Laurence Anderson

"Don't worry about it. It's the least I can do after you insisted on giving me a ride home." Evan insists. Because truth be told he didn't really expect much. 'If they don't make it back for some reason it's not a problem." He didn't worry about things like clothes.

He worried more about things like the chill, and that's why he plucks one of the blankets up from the counter. He smooths it out and grabs one end in each hand before through it over Lars' shoulders. Something to make sure he gets cozy and warm.

'You can wash your clothes in the morning during breakfast or something."

Laurence Anderson

This one was a little more obscure, one that Evan had passed by at some point in his travels but had a hard time finding the stories of in his head. Of course he had a hard time finding most things in his head, but the legends never left the way everything else did. He fixated on them too strongly.

"That one it's a little harder to say, but I'm quite certain I've seen it before." Evan bites his lip, thinks. "At least i am quite certain I have.It's harder to place."

Evan breaths deep, eyes lowering to the floor in search of something else to say, he finds nothing. "If something that obscure is here as well.... I can only imagin how many others were."

And the nightmare they'd had, that wasn't the end fo it at all. There was much more going on in this region than any of them knew.

Laurence Anderson

"Yes, I would."

Evan says, voice even and mellow despite the thoughts rolling around in his head. The more he knows, the more he is aware of, the better in the long run. He does not believe he has any real place at the feet of the gods but he can't help the curiosity, it awakens an old drive he had thought gone and dead within him. A want for answers he had never been given.

The grip of his hands tightens at the thought.

Laurence Anderson