Ysaryn grinned as he pulled the coat over her shoulders. Tugging her arms through, she sniffed it, feeling the faint scent of him through the fabric, telling her it hadn't been worn in a while. Naturally, she recalled, as he'd been in her own world for nearly a year.
"[i]My thanks.[/i]" She said, nearly skipping along the hall, slowing only when the first of the servants appeared and glanced their way. Cautious, she watched them, quite unused to the idea of servants, and having people around that saw all but spoke little made her uneasy. 

When the doors were opened, Ysaryn inhaled sharply as the cold met her, her eyes narrowing against the blinding light of the terrain. Her pause lasted only for a few seconds, she adjusted her eyes and rushed forward across the entryway, down the steps into the snow, where she promptly stopped. Bending, she looked down at her feet as her leather boots disappeared into the freezing snow. "[i]Holy Gods, that is cold.[/i]" She voiced, dropping into a crouch. She ran her hands along the soft surface, bending her fingers to gather a handful. Turning her hand over, she watched it melt across her warm hand. 

Rising again, she gazed over the town, the children, the smoke snakes that wandered upward. And the smell! Ysaryn inhaled deeply, her nose tickled by pine, smoke, and spices. "[i]I think its beautiful.[/i]" She admitted as she exhaled, her words leaving in a cloud of mist. "[i]I can see why your sister lives here. And the snow! I imagine it is difficult to fight in. Cold like this would wear a warrior down.[/i]"

~

She turned around so quickly, and Ruli wondered if she'd forgotten that he was here. Or, more likely, she'd assumed he'd still be asleep. But when she turned around, the angle of her head, for a moment, a terrifying, split second, it wasn't her face that he saw. Ruli inhaled, staring at her, feeling cold again. 
"Uh. What? I mean, no. Its just, I wasn't sure you'd..." He raised his hand to brush his fingers through his wild hair, glad that she seemed to have a reason to speak. "Yeah. Breakfast. I was... yeah." Ruli swallowed, turning away as she dressed to offer her privacy. He wasn't sure how she'd feel about him now. If she'd regret it after all, if she'd be open and unashamed. It appeared the latter, at least, was untrue, as she bashfully dressed in a hurry, he gathered by the quick sound of her movements. 
"Yeah. Sure. I-I'll meet you there." Ruli said, turning enough to watch her rush out. 

How terribly awkward. 

Slowly, Ruli sat himself down on the edge of his bed again, resting his elbows on his thighs. The [i]night[/i] hadn't been bad. Not in the slightest. There was much of it that he quite enjoyed. But the panic in seeing Akuma's face, if only for a moment, and the rush she'd tried to hide in getting out. 
Not that he'd been any better, trying to sneak out before she woke. He couldn't help but wonder if she regretted her choice, afterall. 

It was a way to vent energy. She'd said so, herself. A way to cope with all that happened, to spend herself in order to sleep. He was a workout. That was all. Ruli sighed. Now that they were awake, their energy spent and rest obtained, maybe it would be nothing. A workout. That's all.

Slowly, he rose once more and wandered out of the room, making his way downstairs. Kire wasn't around yet, but Ruli heard Ysaryn's voice and wandered toward the source. A servant opened the door for him, and Ruli awkwardly thanked him before he slipped out. "Fuck." He instantly swore, tucking his arms around himself. 
Ysaryn, with Ed nearby, looked up from the snowy lawn, grinning wildly. Her face was a lovely shade of purple, while Ed's was red, the chill and wind colouring them vividly. "Morning!" Ysaryn greeted.
"How are you standing in it?" Ruli asked, shivering in front of the door. Then he shook his head. "Forget this, I'm going in. Don't be out he-"
He was cut off by the burst of snow that smacked against his shoulder, chunks landing in his hair and falling down the collar of his thick shirt. Ysaryn's gleeful cackling met his ear, and he turned long enough to shoot her a glare before he slipped inside.

"That was even better." Ysaryn sang as she bent to scoop up more snow in her hands. "I like this. Snow is wonderful."