[Crow isn't sure what to think. At first, he can't tell whether there's a difference or not, but after a few seconds, his arms and face start to feel a little warmer now from being out in the sun. He holds his hands up, looking them over a little.]
...It's strange. [He's never felt the warmth of the sun before, but it...it feels kind of nice, actually, the longer he stands here for the moment.]
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...It's strange. [He's never felt the warmth of the sun before, but it...it feels kind of nice, actually, the longer he stands here for the moment.]