.: The Tides have changed :.

.:5:.

After a few hours- george woke up again, but this time alone- and freezing.

George rubbed his eyes, sitting up straight before looking around.
"Hm..?" He looked over at the desk, seeing a cup and a plate of food.
"Oh- food."

He soon slid out of bed and made his way over... curious on what is was.

Is this dreams food? Whatever- it's mine now.

George soon noticed a note next to the plate, gently picking it up and tried reading it.
".....What the fuck does this say..." He mumbled himself before looking up... he can't read-

He quickly noticed the cup on the desk, it looked like it was filled with some warm tea- whilst the plate was filled with various fruit... did he get him this?

George smiled softly, he liked that Dream was trying to be better.
"Thank you." He mumbled before picking up the cup of tea.
"Warm."

He happily made his way towards the window, looking into the cup before glancing at the window.

George's eyes faintly widened- instead of rain.. he saw white partials in the air.. like- flakes of something floating around.
"Woah.." he walked up to the window, holding the cup.

He adored the beautiful sight.. what was this..? Some Rain of some sorts..? White rain...?

George was about to take a sip of his tea, but was startled when the door opened.
"Huh?" He looked back- seeing the pirate captain covered in.. that stuff from outside.

Dream soon looked up.
"Oh- sorry-" he rubbed the back of his head.
"I wanted to come tell you it's snowing- but I see you've already noticed."

George looked outside before back at Dream.
"That's snow..?" His eyes widened faintly.
"It's very pretty...."

Dream nodded, nudging his head.
"Do you want to come outside on deck..?" He pointed behind him.
"You'll get a better view of the snow."

George was about to agree- but his attention turned to dreams trench coat as he watched the flakes turn to water.
"Oh.. uh- I don't think so." He anxiously chuckled, taking a step back.

Dream tilted his head before looking at his trench coat.
"Oh yeah- the water.." he hummed.
"You can wear a blanket around yourself or something- we have a lot of spares."

George lightly nodded, holding his cup of tea.
"I'd like that.." he mumbled quietly.

"Alright, hold on." Dream soon left, making his way out of the room.
"I'll be right back with a blanket." He closed the door.

George looked down at the tea, nervous out of his mind... why was the pirate being nice to him.. it felt off- he was rude and demanding last night.. where did that go.. why is he nice now-

He frowned.. he knew why Dream was being nice- he wanted to know about the cursed cave..

After a few moments Dream walked back in.

"Here- I brought a blanket and some boots." Dream walked over, holding them out for George.
"This will keep you dry."

George looked up, tilting his head.
"Why are you being nice to me now..." his gaze softened, staring at Dream.
"Is it so you can get info out of me...?"

Dream lightly shrugged.
"Nono- nothing like that- but I guess I feel guilty?" He tilted his head, still wearing the same mask that hides his face.
"But I'm not being nice for the info on the cave, for now you just need to find somewhere where you belong."

George looked down, nodding... he was right though- he did need somewhere to belong.
"ok.." he muttered.

"Now Cmon." Dream held the items for George once again.
"You might miss the snow.." he hummed.
"You should get to see it!"