Joe
"Yes, mistletoe is a plant. Anything special about it?"

*Zed knew what mistletoe was, he simply wanted to tease the Fae. She was so damn cute... Especially when she blushed and snuggled into his chest.*

*Oh fuck.*

*His thermal vision allowed him to see the heat radiating from the Fae. Despite her being cold, she had a far hotter thermal signature than expected. Plus, he swore he could see just a tinge of pink in her cheeks.*

"Wait, are you blushing?"
Janita
Instead of answering the man, Isabelle continued to hide her head in his chest. Her hands closed around him holding his clothes as they walked. But then... Damn, did he notice? How did he know?

"N-No, I-I'm not... I'm just cold."

She continued snuggling up to Zed, her legs dangling slightly in the air. Oh my god, how could she have let that happen... Love is so complicated.
Joe
*Isabelle was __not__ cold. Not only was she right next to him, but her signature showed a large amount of heat. He wouldn't say anything though. He just needed to find that plant...*

"Oh, ok. Anyways, we're almost at the top."

*A rabbit hops by, its brown fur now a snow white. The macen stops for it, considering shooting it. It would make for a good meal; however, rabbit was a little too lean for his tastes, and shooting the animal right in front of Isabelle might not be the best thing for her.*

"What do you want to eat when you get up there? It might be hard to start a fire in this weather."
Janita
"Okay..."

Isabelle even looked like a baby sleeping on her father's lap, protected and cuddled in Zed's arms. Because it was still hidden and heating up in the man's chest, she did not see the fluffy rabbit that had passed them. Her lilac eyes glanced toward his face as soon as she heard him speak.

"Um, well... I don't know, I think whatever is possible I eat. I don't care what it is."

She finally looked up and smiled at him, her nose and cheeks were red.
Joe
*The climb suddenly gets steeper, the snow loosening apart under Zed's feet. He won't be able to simply walk on it.*

"Isabelle, I'm going to need to put you on my shoulders. I need hands for this."

*Lifting her in the air, Zed carefully placed the Fae on his shoulders, pulling her legs down to make sure she wouldn't fall off. He could feel her legs around his neck. Such a pleasant feeling.*

*The air macen scrambled up the snowy slope, which is a long way up.*

"Hang on!"
Janita
"Oh? But-"

Isabelle would be put on Zed's shoulders, putting her hands in his hair to keep from falling, but not holding it hard enough to hurt. She would look down, causing her curls to fall on the man.

"Heh, h-high right?"

The fae was not a fan of... Great heights, if you could call that. Maybe because she was short. Either way, she trusted Zed. He wouldn't let her fall... Right?

She curled up slightly in her clothes and in her coat, only her legs were exposed due to the cut of her dress. As soon as the cold hit her skin, she hugged the Macen with her legs and hands, part of her coat falling over her exposed skin.