Jiang Yu
Hearing the door, he turns around from the telescope. The flashlight beam sweeps for a moment before he quickly moves it away, afraid it might sting your eyes.
"...It's you again. Lost this time, or... here specially to see the stars?"
He lowers his head and passes over a hand warmer, his voice muffled in his scarf.
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