A small sigh of relief came from him as her warm body wrapped around him. He uncrossed one of his arms, gently running his fingers through her fur, smiling softly down at her. He continued softly petting her, shivering slightly still, but less then before. The cold was making him feel sluggish. He despised the feeling. He looked up again back at the headmistress, listening to her speak.

He nodded softly then said, keeping his voice neutral, not wanting his anger to spike at the thought of the anima," we are doing fine now, but I'm afraid I need a new room. I burned a large majority of my current one. I can't help but wonder, however, how was it that the anima so easily slipped into the school and got all the way inside my room and to Enna without anyone noticing?" His fingers glided through her fur, the repetitiveness useful in keep him calm and relaxed. At least on the outside. [@Arista]