He added one last swipe before she turned back to the snowperson, hardly able to conceal a smile even as Jada cast him a despairing glance, a slender hand pressing against Auguste's mouth to hide his laughter. All in all, it was...well, it was certainly an interesting snow thing. Auguste was pleased.
"I should get going as well," he said, somewhat regretfully. But he reached out and tugged a curl of Giulia's, beaming down at her.
"Next time we meet, I'll bring Pasha, so you can meet her," Auguste promised. "She'll love you."
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