Genji has never been happier than when surrounded by small dragons that climb all over him. He kneels down near a group, unscrewing the lid of a small container and holding out small pieces of food to them with chopsticks. He's frozen a bunch of bits of fruit and veggies and is carefully feeding them one by one, speaking to them softly in Japanese.

He's been out here daily since recovering from the shaky chills he had after rescuing his fish, bringing snacks to the dragons. They're happy eating snow, but everyone could use a sweet treat now and again.

Or every day by Genji's way of thinking.

He nods politely to Cole nearby not recognizing him at all without the hat, "Do they have such creatures in your world as well?"