He chuckled at her question, leaning forward on his elbows to smirk at her. He found it truly adorable that the side of her that had been hidden behind her inhibitions was so playful, happy, and honest. It was remarkably tragic to him that society caused so many to behave just like her. Most people in society lately had been forced into certain constraints, jammed into the molds of the ideal image of themselves as dictated by society itself.<br/><br/>After meeting her eyes briefly, he winked and stood straight once more. Crossing around to the side of the couch nearest her head, he bent forward to grip his hands under the bottom of the couch and lift it. This placed his head only a foot or two from hers, though each was looking at the other from an upside-down perspective. Stepping to the side, he began to swing the edge of the couch around toward the door. After a moment, he lowered the couch to the floor once more, released it, and moved around to the other side to repeat the motion. When the couch was positioned so that she could see out comfortably, he went to sit on the edge of the couch next to her.<br/><br/>"Well, then... what do you think, princess? Are you warm enough?"