Maybe this trophy // open // isn't real love

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob looked up when he heard Atbash, offering a warm smile. She hadn't been around for very long but Jacob had already decided he liked her. She was nice enough and she seemed to have a genuine interest in getting to know the different members of Snowbound. "Yah! I mean, 's more of a hobby than anythin'. My Ma taught me 'bout it all when I was li'l. I've done it ever since ta' help relieve stress n' all that," he explained before adding, "You're free ta' try it yourself n' borrow some ah' the supplies, if ya' like." At that point, Cry arrived and he looked to her, unsure of what kind of response he'd get from the raven regarding the painting he'd made of her. Jacob's relationship with her was... shaky to say the least. A small frown came to his maw when he heard her words. She didn't seem angry but she did seem upset. "Is somethin' wrong, Cry?" the husky questioned. Soon, though, his attention was forced away once again to face Izuku. He felt his stomach twist when he looked to his apprentice. He still felt guilty for being there but he had to push it away for now. Instead, he smiled and decided he'd only talk about his art. "Yes! I made a whole lotta' different ones. Some ah' 'em are landscape pictures ah' Snowbound but most ah' 'em are of different Snowbounders. I made one for ya'. I'll keep it 'round n' show it ta' ya' when your eye heals up," he answered. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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