I feel like growing up in Faerghus makes me the only one here who can accurately measure what's cold and what isn't. Since you two don't know what cold is, clearly. [ He says it teasingly enough as he stays wrapped around them both, although he rests his chin atop Hilda's head, since it's at the perfectly convenient height to do so.

But he lets the joking face after a moment as he lets his gaze continue to scan the bright skies overhead. Searching for the first sign of those wondrous creatures expected to soar overhead tonight, too. They'd been a beautiful sight last year - it's part of why he'd insisted upon coming back. That, and he thought this time away together might be good for all of them. ]

I miss some of the people. [ He admits softly after a moment, voice quiet and subdued. ] Worry about them. Wonder if I'll ever see any of them again. But no. I can't say I miss Fodlan, either. Maybe it's disloyal of me, but I think even if the Singularity gave me a choice - stay or go... I'd still choose to stay here.

[ That's not something he's really admitted outloud before, and it has his arms tightening around them both for a moment, as if that would be enough to keep them here with him, even if he knows that's a purely selfish desire. ]

Then again... this is far better than anything I've got waiting for me back in Fodlan. So I guess that's not all that surprising.