[He shares her shiver, now just as exposed to the cool air, and releases her with one arm just long enough to tug at the other half of the blanket beneath him, ignoring the flasks as they roll further away. He wraps his arm back around her and flings the blanket over them at the same time, covering their exposed nethers. It's beginning to sink in just what they did and where, his cheeks growing pink, so it doesn't hurt to be cautious in case anyone in the distant neighbourhood decides to go on a midnight stroll by the lake.
He blinks down at her at the mention, pausing.] Did I? [Thinking back... he did, didn't he. He'd thought that he'd just run out of breath before the second syllable, but he and his usual social group have a habit of switching to nicknames, so maybe it was a subconscious choice. It's fitting, either way, so after a moment he adds,] Py... it's cute. [Then, with the obvious curve of a smile,] It's because you're a snack.
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He blinks down at her at the mention, pausing.] Did I? [Thinking back... he did, didn't he. He'd thought that he'd just run out of breath before the second syllable, but he and his usual social group have a habit of switching to nicknames, so maybe it was a subconscious choice. It's fitting, either way, so after a moment he adds,] Py... it's cute. [Then, with the obvious curve of a smile,] It's because you're a snack.