[ Kate has never been the sort of Christmas zealot that others clearly are or that her bitching at Edgeworth might imply. If you'd asked her how she felt about it as a holiday her reply would mostly consist of shrugging. It's alright, better in theory than in practice. She doesn't even really love snow, either. It's a pain in the ass in the city after the first lovely half hour or so, all filthy slush puddles and cabs sliding around the street.
But stuck in space for almost a year the idea of anything even a little like weather grabs her hard, and Sirius doesn't have to wait for long. She follows the sound of O Christmas Tree until she finds the right door, giving the wizard on the floor a smile as she props bow and quiver against the wall and then joins him, folding her legs in front of her opposite the bowl. ]
Okay, so more water than what's in the air required. Good to know.
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But stuck in space for almost a year the idea of anything even a little like weather grabs her hard, and Sirius doesn't have to wait for long. She follows the sound of O Christmas Tree until she finds the right door, giving the wizard on the floor a smile as she props bow and quiver against the wall and then joins him, folding her legs in front of her opposite the bowl. ]
Okay, so more water than what's in the air required. Good to know.