Don’t mind it so much myself, long as I’ve got somewhere warm to be. But you couldn’t pay me enough right now to be out in that.

[ His hands curl around the mug, intent on getting as much warmth out of it as possible. He’s not even as cold as he could be though. Since the whole transformation debacle, he’s learned a thing or two about this new condition of his. One of them being that, apparently, he runs warmer than the average person. It hasn’t lessened his disdain for the cold, but it has made it harder for him to catch a chill. ]