Libulel's sitting by the window, watching the snow fall onto a forcefield on top of the rose garden, in awe, his sheepskin wrapped round him, warm.
Czernov walks in, and sees Lex. Hello.
Libulel's sitting by the window, watching the snow fall onto a forcefield on top of the rose garden, in awe, his sheepskin wrapped round him, warm.
Czernov walks in, and sees Lex. Hello.