“U-huh. I want to make some things. I mean I just have all these ideas, in my head, and I have to make them. You know? And… oh. Wow.” Jack says as he reaches out, touching the dress, touching her but not her hands. He’s mindful of her hands. “You look so beautiful in this color… with your hair how it is, it looks even prettier than normal. But then again you’re always pretty to me.”
She blushed which stood out more in her pale skin. “T-Thanks Jack..” she whispered, keeping her hands away from him. “A-Are you on your way now to go make these things? Do you..have all your memories also? Sorry..It’s just..so weird..seeing you this way..”
She peeked at him shyly from behind her bangs, biting her bottom lip.
“I have all my memories, yeah. I remember everything. I mean. I have a good memory but it’s like a light’s been turned on. I remember being a baby and that’s just weird.” he shakes his head, before clapping his hands. “Oh! I can make you some gloves! Specially made so you can touch anything and not freeze it! Do you want those?”
Jack Maple 