Winds of Winter [Fems]

[Ezra]

Malleus had a lot on his mind lately, regarding his father. It was still strange to know that the man who was so kind to him as a boy was actually the person that was the reason he existed right now. But at the same time.. he agonized over so many questions. However, he knew the man was here, seen him even in passing. But lacked the resolve to just approach him and find the answers he sought so desperately.

A nudge from Briaroseth brought him out of his own head and he pulled his cloak around him tighter, the winter winds were bitingly cold. Reaching down into his bag, he pulled out two mugs and a container that was still warm to the touch and poured the warmed cider into both and then turned to his watch partner. " Would you care for a warm mug of cider? Its rather cold today after all and catching a chill could be unpleasant." He asked, his voice cool and formal, as it normally was.

His bronze shifted her position behind him trying to act like a bulwark against the worst of the wind. Count on her to be nursemaid to him once again. He might have said something if he was not actually grateful for her doing so.

[Femisis]

They may have been in the same wing, but Hong'lu admittedly didn't know Malleus all that well. Not through a lack of interest, mind, but there were just so many people in the weyr that it was impossible to know them all. Still, it was probably better that he know his wingmates at least on a slightly deeper level than knowing their name and dragon, and what better way to get to know someone than to chat during the night watch?

"Cider? I would love some!" He exclaimed, somehow cheerful despite the winter chill. The combination of a warm cloak and Gerauth behind him made things much more tolerable for sure. "How thoughtful of you to bring some, I hadn't even thought of it. Luckily for me you're my partner tonight, eh? Now there's no way I'll catch cold!" He held out his hands to receive the mug once it was full, making a noise of contentment as the contents warmed his hands. "Warmth for my hands, and the smell is lovely! Thank you!"

Gerauth rolled his eyes. Hong'lu ignored him.