[ Molly curls up in the bed, a little distracted by the fairy lights and the colors that he had woken up to. Now seeing them in a better mood, it was pretty rather that confusing.
He's grateful for all the blankets to cover up with, the bed almost a nest of pillows, blankets and furs. It's comforting, and so is the kiss to his head again. Molly really likes that one.
The red eyes turn to Fjord again when the man speaks, looking at the shiver-mimicking. He is cold, but he's not sure if it's shock or actual chilliness. His coat, though? What was that? ]
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He's grateful for all the blankets to cover up with, the bed almost a nest of pillows, blankets and furs. It's comforting, and so is the kiss to his head again. Molly really likes that one.
The red eyes turn to Fjord again when the man speaks, looking at the shiver-mimicking. He is cold, but he's not sure if it's shock or actual chilliness. His coat, though? What was that? ]
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