A dark and wintry day [Minato, March]

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If there ever was a literal application for the phrase 'a cold day in hell' that involved living people perhaps this could be it, the swift descent of a blizzard upon Haven catching its captives unawares, from the newcomers that were only beginning to find their feet to the seasoned veterans who nevertheless found themselves confused and very much chilly after the fact.

One such unlucky soul would be Minato Arisato, who'd likely have commented that he'd prefer to be unseasoned if he was asked to comment on his experience at any time other than this day. As it were it hadn't taken the boy long to realize that getting everyone inside the apartment was a priority and he busied himself doing just that, switching to an ice-based Persona so that he could actually feel his hands as he led people back to the apartment.

It would be almost dark before Minato could be sure that everyone was safely inside, and with that he could finally make his way up to his own room, dripping water on the steps as he began to thaw out and look less like a walking human popsicle. He was shivering by the time he was actually able to open the door without feeling like he was grasping at nothing from the numbness of his hands and it certainly didn't help much that the interior seemed to feel just as cold as the outside.

Minato was never one to dally though and he immediately sought out a towel and some dry clothes to change into, trying not to think about how cold it was outside, how cold it was inside and how-

"Achoo!"

He had caught a cold, to be followed by a rare self-pitying groan upon discovering that the only dry clothes he had were his actual bedclothes that were more suited for- well, any weather but this, honestly. Still, it was much better than freezing to death and he made a mental note to not mention that phrase to March as he walked out of the bathroom afterwards, dry if not entirely warm.