With a gentle passion she touched his protective covering and right above it her hand rose to carress bare flesh. Her movements were calculated and expressed the fever that rose within their moment. How quickly one forgets of peril in the face of a opportunity to forget it was there. Even if that opportunity was void of substance. But despite how little time went by before the two began to match gazes Magnixx felt her delicate and small hands to be cold. Weak and tender. He looked at her charms like a man enjoying a show, his amused smile being visible even as they never broke from her lashes. Her texture was clear and the fade of red over her pale face matched the cold she seemed to have recently suffered from. For as she touched the warm flesh of Magnixx he could feel the brisk loneliness of a cold body. Though he was not burning if it were lower in climate his body would be emitting a steam from it's constant breathing. Needless to say his body was glistening and was very warm. 

Her laugh graced his ears. Like a flower field he felt at ease amongst it's pitch. A welcomed difference from the expected bloodshed to be had once he arrived to this realm. Though a bit chilling at first he grew a liking to her attempts to see him quiver to her. Though he let his closing eye lids give away his slow rising pleasure. It was when she began to speak again did he return to focus as best he could. His mind whirled but he kept the flood of passion at bay, food was mentioned after all. Though his mind did not think of food it now felt appropriate to have a meal and perhaps feel a bit at home here. He watched as she lifted herself up to make way for the door to the inner departments of the home. "I don't assume there's a meal befitting a king within. But a drink and perhaps some bread would suffice." He found himself following her. His eye looked back to his blade, only side eyeing it as he recalled his situation once more. By shaking his head he left the lonely blade there, it's only companion now the hay and silent blade Hisame left behind as well. 

The door would open, but Magnixx would be the first to open it. He insisted as such, a king, no a man such as he would be insulted to have a woman make his way. So with similar results the door opened but fell to the ground after being let go. Dust gently rose but there they stood in the living quarters with the kitchen before them only a few feet ahead through a corridor. "Though old.. This shelter may do well."