(It's just for a little bit but it feels nice to feel a gentle touch. Rejuvenating, even. But before he can really get a chance to enjoy it, he also senses the snowball.
Aki shoves him away but Tsurumaru grabs his arm, pulling him along with him. The movement is smooth— graceful, even— and he uses both of their momentum to twirl them just out of the way. His greatest strength isn't his power; it's always been his skill which gives him the ability to move and strike well. As quickly as it happens, he lets go and looks over in the direction of the yukidaruma that tossed it.)
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Aki shoves him away but Tsurumaru grabs his arm, pulling him along with him. The movement is smooth— graceful, even— and he uses both of their momentum to twirl them just out of the way. His greatest strength isn't his power; it's always been his skill which gives him the ability to move and strike well. As quickly as it happens, he lets go and looks over in the direction of the yukidaruma that tossed it.)
No time to rest!
(He practically sings.)
Let's keep playing.