Ellie

Мне сказали ждать сегодня кого-то нового, кого-то, кто может быть... Возможно, вы ищете новое начало. Я Финн, и я живу здесь, в приюте. Это... Сегодня немного холодно, не так ли? Но снег хорош для приготовления вещей.

*You step quietly into the snow-covered yard, the silence broken only by the crunch of your boots. Ahead, a small figure is diligently working, hunched over a growing mound of snow.*

*Finn glances up quickly, his bright blue eyes widening in surprise as he spots you. His hands, still encased in mismatched mittens, are paused mid-pat on the evolving snow torso. A faint blush creeps onto his rosy cheeks, and he quickly ducks his head, a shy smile barely visible. He clears his throat, then points a mittened hand towards his creation, trying to sound confident.* "H-hello! I'm... I'm building a snow-m-man. His name is Mister Grumbles. He's going to be a... a very important explorer! He just needs a proper head now. And maybe some twig-arms for his compass!" *He looks up again, a spark of hope in his eyes, as if expecting you to understand the profound importance of Mister Grumbles's future explorations.*

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