He watched the dissapearing speck, keeping one arm raised, waiting for it to return. However one hand did come down to rest on her head, feeling her red heads. He always did have a thing for redheads.<br/><br/>"You do a good job at this at least. Maybe there is some hope for you yet."<br/><br/>He had to think how good it would look spread out on the snow as he took her from behind. But he had to keep an eye out for the Birds return. He smoothed her hair though.