"How many of these places do you have?" Skye questions, cocking his head skeptically. He needs no encouragement to hand Fred his cloak back and grab one of the furs, curling up by the fire.
He doesn't reply, but sits for another moment, staring out the window. He hadn't thought there was any reason except the need for a bed, but perhaps he had had a reason. Maybe he'd wanted to be punished...
He shook his head once to clear it, then crawls the sort distance to Skye. He stretches for another fur and wraps it around him, then crawls into the cocoon.
"You're freezing." He rubs his hands gently up and down Skye's arms, pulling him closer.
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He folds the cloak and puts it neatly into the corner, returning to settle at the edge of the rug.
"This one..." He strokes the fur, then turns toward the window. "This is my room."
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He beckons the other over. "C'mon, sit with me. I need body heat."
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He shook his head once to clear it, then crawls the sort distance to Skye. He stretches for another fur and wraps it around him, then crawls into the cocoon.
"You're freezing." He rubs his hands gently up and down Skye's arms, pulling him closer.
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