That little shiver finally got him to look somewhere other than at his lover. Sky was beginning to get dark, the light dots of stars becoming more and more visible. Soon the rocks and crags would be shadow purple and sun splashed orange. Night would fall, soon, and it'd just get even more colder.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"If it takes more than a week, we're going to need a squeegee. Few towels, a bucket and a squeegee. Maybe some ear plugs for the neighbors." </span>Again with the jokes. Only time he joked before was at someones expense, never for fun.<br/><br/>For a long while, all he did was pet and scratch his lover. Feel the little swell and sigh as the hybrid breathed in and out. Her heartbeat, an almost imperceptible rhythm against his own. Counted the seconds of straight purring, then a soft little warble sound or a trill, before more purring.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"I can take us home whenever you want. If it starts getting too cold out here. Don't think I came prepared to spend the night."</span>He murmured. Not that he couldn't cobble together some form of shelter. Just wouldn't be comfortable like home, like a familiar bed.