[Indoors is a relief. It’s a rush of warm air that thaws their chilled limbs, as well as his face which had begun to numb in the wind. Ardyn lets this be known.]

I used to not mind it so much. But now, what a dreadful inconvenience. At least I avoided snow in my boots!

[ :)

The first thing he does is shrug off his coat, leaving himself in layers more suited for this weather. The scarf, however, pointedly stays neatly looped around his neck, the ends of its blue and shimmering material hanging loosely around his shoulders as he dips down to grasp the wine bottle by the neck. He inspects the label closely.]

I imagine this shall keep us warm enough, though?