*He shrugs a bit dramatically*
Learn to live with them.
Says the man from a different galaxy. Heh.
I vaguely remember that from last year. Seems…odd. But hey, it works.
Earth Holidays! [ He made a wide showy gestures with his arms, a curt laugh following after. ]
Whatcha gonna do.
Ehh, seems nobody remembers stories. I’ve come to accept it anymore, though.
Heh.. yea. I mean — days like Christmas normally gets muddled in things like the gift giving. Theres the whole story about Saint Nick, aka Santa Claus, but that’s more a kids story than anything nowadays.
*settles the hat a bit tighter on him so it doesn’t fall on*
It’s just gift giving, right?
[ He grins at the sight of the other accepting the hat. ]
Yea. Sorta. There’s a story behind but honestly, I don’t really remember it. But yea, gift giving is a part of it.
[ Puts a Santa hat on him. ]
Not sure if you celebrate it or wanna celebrate it but uh… there.
This isn’t one of the times, don’t worry.
I beg to differ.
*He continues to bat at the puff ball, smirking before finishing up a few times later*
You know I’ve said this before but I’ll say it again — you’re so adorable some times.
Nah, of course not, but…
You didn’t check the boxes for any explosives? That could’ve ended badly.
Oh hell yea. Of course we did!
Every package the Normandy gets, is checked over at least 3 times. Commander says it’s protocol especially during war times, which I can’t blame ‘em. In fact, I’d do the same.
[ He glanced over at his workstation, towards the armor he has neatly placed on one of the tables. Polished however the scratches and burn scars shined like tainted gold. A medal and testimony of the action it’s seen. Instantly, a small grin found itself onto the Soldiers expression. ]
It’s not a wolf! It’s a knight. It’s uh, my old armor from back when I led a Special Ops squad. That was years ago though, honestly, I’m surprised the ol’ thing’s still kicking.
Shut up and deal with it.
*does it again*
[ Sighs and tilts his head forward a bit to help him with it. ]
Just tell me when you’re done…
[ Adjusts it atop her head and grins. ]
Merry Christmas works. And right back atcha’, man. Where’d you even get these, huh?
Somehow, mysteriously, a shipment of them got sent. They didn’t seem to be much. Besides, they’re just Christmas hats.
A bit of Holiday cheer never hurt anyone!