Ah, I suppose you're right. [Quick to fold every time, this grown ass adult but he agreed more with Peter's comparative tactlessness than his failed attempt to be nice about it. That note about barbecues is something kept in the back of Takame's mind, though. Could it be that Peter remembered being here long before as well? He wasn't sure if that was just a strange dream, or a product of the Echo.

He tilted his head at the slight correction. He wasn't used to what celebrations were called in this place.] 'Tis the term I'm most familiar with calling this time of year. Though I've come to realize several occasions celebrated by this realm and mine share the same festivities, but not the same name.

[First Hallow Ween, then this.] "Chris... mas..." is that right?