Wincing, because Fox knows well the feeling of having to look over his shoulder, especially when it comes to a certain time of the year, he nods to Kiada. Before he can make a further comment on it, however, he's helping to keep her steady while she dresses herself; and although he might be flustered when it comes to her beauty, he can't help the small smile he shoots her way.
"To think I would be helping you dress, this time," he remarks, releasing her once she's able to pull on her boots. It isn't much, but it's better than standing barefoot and mostly naked in the snow. "And I couldn't say no to such good company. Do you want to pack your things first, and we can head back to my place to warm up properly? I'll even let you ride on the sled, if you're good."
"To think I would be helping you dress, this time," he remarks, releasing her once she's able to pull on her boots. It isn't much, but it's better than standing barefoot and mostly naked in the snow. "And I couldn't say no to such good company. Do you want to pack your things first, and we can head back to my place to warm up properly? I'll even let you ride on the sled, if you're good."
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
