"You're just gonna have to stick around until we figure out just how weird..." he says quietly eyes closed with their forehead pressed together between kisses. It's another long pause as images of her circle around in his head and he just let's the feelings take him over.

"You in a giant white fur coat and nothing else in front of a fire..." he mutters as a memory dances in front of him. "Some sort of old log cabin or something like that. I can't really see much except for you in firelight slipping off the coat to reveal nothing else under it."