#ryu vc: choose how u want to be annoyed

[aaternum-a]

@laplacemail​ said, “ ❛ here, you can have my scarf. ❜ - from nox! “

Like a lone pup she'd straggled within his shadow, using the impression of his boots within the snow as a path. A small, snorted chuckle slips as she marvels the way he dwarfs her footprint, muffling the noise and crunch of the snow with a story he hadn't asked for (and repeatedly told her not to tell him). She rambles on, puffs of air fanning out before her chattering teeth. It's cold, not unbearable, but forever underdressed for the occasion, she shivers between her words. "   I mean, wh - why wouldn't you listen to a person who says they're in tune with m - m -mythical powers. I had to find out, even if it meant getting strange items for a sh - sh-shady person I just met on the street.   " As usual, she goes on as though her window of time was coming to an end, cramming the details of her story to avoid his waning patience. Even if he never truly stopped her and on the rarest of occasions encouraged her to continue by indulging her blabbering (she'd tease that he must enjoy her company by now).  

Arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders she treads on, only to collide with his halted frame, forehead bouncing off his back, "   And it turns out they were a frau--oh, hey! Why'd you stop?   " A light dusting of snow falls off her pale lashes as she peers those big bright eyes up. She's barely let out another sound when he's turned to face her, unwrapping his large scarf and, in slight frustration, encircles the fabric around her neck with an angry mutter. It's toasty, the lower half of her face buried in his lingering warmth, concealing a smile beginning to curve at her lips. Had he noticed her shivering?

"    Do my eyes deceive me, Noxy? Art thou coveting me in thy warmth with a scarf?  " 

She snickers and laughs, eyes squinted knowingly, "   Or are you just trying to shut me up?   " No answer is needed, the urge to shiver fading as she presses a hand against it, finally settling into the warmth. It was only a short distance to their next destination, far more manageable with the added garment. She falls back into step behind him, tilting her body to the side in efforts to aid in amplifying her now muffled voice.

"   Did ya' wanna hear the rest of my story? Or would you rather me gush about the fact that you just did something nice for me?   "