Cyrus held Wiflor a little longer, enjoying the sound of the silence as well. The wind outside was howling fiercely. Cyrus thanked his good fortune that he and Wiflor were able to find shelter. He wouldn't want to be out in a storm as fierce as that. In fact, if they were out in the storm, he would likely be dead. But these were just hypotheticals. They were in a cave; warm and safe. Cyrus continued to gently scratch behind Wiflor's ears.<br/><br/>"I think it's about time for bed." Cyrus said as he placed a gentle kiss on her head. He wasn't totally sure why he did it; he just wanted to. It felt right. Letting Wiflor out of his embrace, he would stand up and put his extra set of clothing on, leaving his wet clothes next to the fire to dry out. He'd yawn and stretch, looking down at Wiflor. "You ready for bed?" He asked with a smile.