Emrys was playing in the subway this time, it was warmer than the park and there was less snow. He didn’t really mind it but people always ended up looking at him funny when the snow melted around him.
Tony didn’t even recall why he was in the subway sometimes his mind wandered and he just ended up places. His eyes had set upon this one person just sat playing with snow. “You ok there?” He asked.
'Why wouldn't I be?' Emrys looks up at the man, inbred distrust filling him.