Oh, he absolutely notices the bruising on her neck in the shape of his teeth, and it's one of several reasons he doesn't think he can properly look her in the eye right now, the hunter clearing his throat and forcing his gaze to the flames licking at her toes. "There are better ways of warming up," he ventures, "though I have to admire your efficiency."
Taking in the whole scene properly now and realising Kiada has made camp here, his brows flinch together in concern. "You aren't staying outside, are you? I thought you were in the Vlamvloed." Glancing at the sled as she asks, he gestures to the small amount of firewood he's collected so far. "Supplies, ready for Longnight," he explains. "I live fairly close by, so..." Well, hopefully that explains it.
Taking in the whole scene properly now and realising Kiada has made camp here, his brows flinch together in concern. "You aren't staying outside, are you? I thought you were in the Vlamvloed." Glancing at the sled as she asks, he gestures to the small amount of firewood he's collected so far. "Supplies, ready for Longnight," he explains. "I live fairly close by, so..." Well, hopefully that explains it.
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
