And with that in mind I might just go to bed feeling a little warmer tonight. [He kids, but Adam, you gave him permission to use his vivid imagination.

Ah, yes, creature comforts...for Dorian that means balmy climates and peeled grapes.] I can weather just about anything, but the cold. Maker's breath, I'll never complain about the south again.

[And at present he is bundled wearing just about every layer of clothing he has on top of his blanket. And he thought the Emprise was chilly.]