#i know it might be a reasch or whatever... but there is just something about it... how it's one of the first things he asks her

[heirofshadowsingers]

Azriel in every book:

‘“If you are going to pick a fight with him, do it after breakfast.” That voice– like shadows given form, dark and smooth and… cold.’ [ACOMAF]

‘I took Azriel's hand, and his rough fingers squeezed mine. His skin as cold as his face.’ [ACOMAF]

‘Az's cold eyes met mine.’ [ACOMAF]

‘Azriel's cold face yielded nothing.’ [ACOMAF]

‘From the fury rippling from Cassian, the cold rage seeping from Azriel…’ [ACOWAR]

‘Azriel’s mask of cold didn't so much as waver at the rejection.’ [ACOWAR]

'As Azriel turned his face toward me— The frozen rage there rooted me to the spot.' [ACOWAR]

‘My voice as cold as Azriel's face’ [ACOWAR]

‘Azriel just pinned that icy, all-seeing stare on Keir.‘ [ACOWAR]

‘Not calm— but filled with icy rage. The sort I sometimes glimpsed in Azriel's eyes.’ [ACOWAR]

‘I could've sworn hurt flickered in Azriel's eyes, but he only shrugged, his face again a mask of cool indifference.’ [ACOWAR]

‘Azriel only watched them with that icy indifference.’ [ACOWAR]

‘But it was nothing compared to the wrath on Cassian's face-- or the icy rage on Azriel's...' [ACOWAR]

‘Azriel's face was stone-cold’ [ACOWAR]

‘Azriel watched her with that cool quiet, keeping utterly still.’ [ACOSF]

‘Azriel answered, eyes full of ice and death as he stared down Devlon.’ [ACOSF]

‘Azriel stiffened. Let his cold rage rise to the surface, the rage he only ever let Rhysand see, because he knew his brother could match it.’ [ACOSF; bonus]

‘Azriel donned the frozen mask he'd perfected in his father's dungeon.’ [ACOSF; bonus]

‘Azriel's hazel eyes held nothing but cool wariness.’ [HOFAS]

‘Bryce held Azriel's gaze, meeting his ice with her own’ [HOFAS]

‘The male who had found her. Who’d carried the black dagger that had reacted to the Starsword. His hazel eyes held nothing but cold, predatory alertness.’ [HOFAS]

‘His face was a mask of cold determination’ [HOFAS]

‘By the time Azriel realized there was nothing there, she had already crossed the ward line. Cold fury tightened his features,’ [HOFAS]

And Gwyn just:

"Aren't you cold?" His breath clouded in front of him. Gwyn shrugged. "Once you get moving you stop noticing it."

Charming irreverence indeed!

Idk, there is just something about it... something to think about...