As the cold had stole from him so much energy Delsa could soon find his claws resting gently against her back. The green eyes sealed as his chin fell to her shoulder sweetly embracing the female in hopes she'd stay the chill of frost while resting. The late sound of her agreeing left his conscious without present objective. His wings like a blanket covered their side with the current position making sure heat would be kept for at least his lungs and whatever her antimony deemed important.

Throughout the night Reaver kept himself lightly against the fae. Her warmth keeping well as he replenished stolen energy for the following day. As spoken he would fill his portion of their new, symbiotic relationship by collecting food and helping the pair get away from the airborne tundra environment. Of course they wouldn't simply escape the frost in a day but the farther they get the hopeful better. In short dawn did come but the snow turned turned to solid ice.

Reaver over at dawn had nestled his face into the crook of her neck, it may have not been comfortable for her to know sharp teeth were cms away but for him it was pleasant to wake with his head resting somewhere soft. Not naturally waking at this time he let one eyes peer into the surrounding darkness of the cave acknowledging the gems reflecting whatever sun light managed to peer in. Annoyingly his black scales would absorb light so removing his right arm from the female's back he moved it to shield the light. As it finally was obvious sitting there he only felt less nourished so he very skillfully take his other arm off moving his tail to hold Delsa up from where she in turn had fell asleep on him.