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It seemed that something Jason said had tickled Ace, the tall trainee laughed, "I don't wanna be a frequent guest for the infirmary, though the nurses and doctors are hot there. But I don't like needles. Hmm Christmas, I don't have much emotions to it. It's about presents, Santa, glittering tree and decoration and the snow right?" He looked like he had some difficulties to understand the essence of the festival.

"I do like my bangs, just sometimes they become a problem." He paused, turning to look at Jason. Ace leaned forward to lock the hunter between his arms and wall, with a serious gaze that looked into Jason's eyes. "Your bang looks a bit long as well, Jason." He brushed the man's hair backward naturally. "Won't it blocking your view?"

In the orphanage, they did celebrate Christmas, it was also the reason why he could list out those things. Yet, he didn't quite understand the joy and happiness in doing it.

Ace's eyes stared at the hair in his hand, feeling how soft it was and the lovely color of it, then when Jason talked, his eyes shifted to look at him. Rubbing it a few times, he finally let it go and leaned back to his seat. Frankly speaking, he didn't realize how awkward their poses were and continued with the conversation. "You've a girlfriend right? She didn't say anything about your hair?" A sudden whim, he recalled one of the girls clipped some colorful pins on his bangs, saying it was too long to look at his face clearly.

Jason suddenly stuttered, so Ace took a glance at him. "...I was thinking if I can borrow a few clips from you, maybe I should ask a girl instead." He pulled his own bang and said, finally noticed another hunter's sitting pose was a bit weird. "Did I scare you?" He asked, thinking how other kids in the orphanage stared at him like they were facing a wild beast.

"Do you like clips will be too girly?" He asked another question in case Jason didn't know how to answer the first one.

"Jason, oh man, why are you so adorable." Ace chuckled, he of course won't expect a man having hair clips, but the expression of another hunter was mildly amusing. Giving him a bright grin, he reached out to gently rub Jason's head. "You should keep that positive thinking. Yup, who cares about others' opinion, as long as I feel good, right?" He grinned again. "Anyway, that's a nice idea."

He then showed him his nails and brushed his hair up to reveal the make-up on his face. "If I worry about how others feel so much, I won't paint my nails or get any make-up. Yet, I love doing them, thus you see I don't really care much. You can say I'm quite a self-centered person." He would be upset all the time when people call him a freak or weirdo and doubt himself, he would wonder why his parents dumped him when he was in the orphanage, he would call it bad luck when he saw the shadows. However, Ace was Ace. He never get affected by those events.

"Men can be adorable too, yes." For Ace, it was a word to describe a cute action, a cute face/ expression, a lovely person or animal, it was a versatile word. "When you know me better -" he trailed off, took a sip from his bottle. "I really do whatever I want to do." He squinted his neon colored eyes, smiling in a mischievous way.

He laughed happily, "Thank you, I'll take that until you take your words back later." He finished his bottle as well and suggested a mini game. "Let's see which of us can throw ours into the bin over there?"

"You just knew me for -" he checked the clock, "a few hours, Jason." Ace replied, turning the plastic cap back to the bottle, secured it when the other hunter went to toss his can into the bin after the shoot failed. "My turn." He first felt the weight of the bottle and estimated the distance between where he was standing and the bin. It surely weighed heavier than a can, the tall guy enjoyed the height advantage raised his long arm and shot like a basketball player.

SLUMP!

It went into the bin smoothly. "I win." He grinned like a smug kid, waiting for Jason to return. "You said you are a full hunter, so do you live on the upper floor?"

"Thanks." Ace didn't understand why Jason turned away from his side but he waited. "Basement then. Actually you're quite lucky, the virus event destroyed the upper floors impressively." He patted on the hunter's shoulder.

"Any plan to move up later?" It was a privilege given to higher rank, bigger room and better lighting. "You deserve a better room, man. Don't you think the basement room is a bit small? The dim lights in the corridor looks like a scene that seen in horror movies." Taking shower was a problem, but he didn't mind going upstairs naked - alright, bottom wrapped with towel but his poor ability to find direction was worsened by the insufficient lights. Even the bed was too small for his height that he seldom sleep well.