Edward seemed far too relieved with that one small comment that escaped Tiger's lips. That natural smile flitted across his face for another few moments. "Yes, they can." He became far too aware of the hand on his back now, feeling it press just a little closer as they continued to walk. It felt rather nice, not forceful or demanding, but. . . Assuring? Could that be the word for it?<br/><br/>The warming air felt wonderful on Edwards cheeks as they stepped out into the ever-growing sunlight. Tiger's next phrase, unlike the first, caught him completely off-guard. He nervously reached to feel at his hat, tugging it off and blindly stuffing it into the mesh drink pocket of his bag. His roots had continued to grow out, leaving him with a mop of platinum-white that faded to his natural dark tone. It was shaggy all around, reminiscent of a once well-maintained style that had been left to grow over like a neglected yard.<br/><br/>"Oh, um. Just.. just cold in the lectures, usually. That's all. Rather warm there and hot on my walks than suffering in the cold..?" It sounded weaker than usual. Normally he was able to pass it off with at least the mildest hint of confidence, but he could only hope fall arrived sooner than later.<br/><br/>Edward lamented the loss of Tiger's comforting touch as they entered the Starbucks, but the politeness that Tiger went out of his way to exhibit was more than enough in terms of compensation. "Th-thanks," he managed to mumble, already glancing up at the menu as he wandered to the end of the suprisingly short line. "Hm? Rewards card? Oh, sure. I think I need something large, so it should be more than enough to get your points."