"Oh, it's not so bad, as the raven flies," he teased back, giving her a mischievous wink. "And Loren and Neron have volunteered some space at the Citadel if some of our Grounders want to take refuge here for Deepfrost. Considering how bad I can only imagine your winter is... you can perhaps imagine how dangerous our LongNight is, to make Halo's ice preferable to the danger of the Grounds during that week." His humor had faded as he spoke, a grim set to his expression beneath his scarf before he forcibly shook it off and patted the books he had found. "Treasures uncounted," he assured her. "Do you know if Halo has any contact with a capital city, off to the south?" Not as random a question as it seemed at first, given his thoughtful glance.
Mention of a new bar had him tilting his head in enthusiasm, blue eyes lighting up again at the more cheerful topic. "Are you the new mistress of it? I expect it will be quite a popular venue for warming up in - inside and out!" He chuckled, though it was one of his weaker wordplays. "If we have a chance to stop by, I can maybe offer some firewood in exchange for a future drink?" He fell in with her as they began to walk, glad for the congenial company on such a cold day.
Mention of a new bar had him tilting his head in enthusiasm, blue eyes lighting up again at the more cheerful topic. "Are you the new mistress of it? I expect it will be quite a popular venue for warming up in - inside and out!" He chuckled, though it was one of his weaker wordplays. "If we have a chance to stop by, I can maybe offer some firewood in exchange for a future drink?" He fell in with her as they began to walk, glad for the congenial company on such a cold day.
