I may have gotten used to the milder climate here that nights are a little chilly for me, now. Perhaps it's the air from the mountains bordering Cyslodia.

[it's a wonder how Gepard had found himself in Menancia instead of the colder realm, considering the difference in temperatures and climates, but Dohalim's glad Gepard is here instead. and honestly, the towel is more to keep Dohalim a little warm until they get to his bed again. he isn't sure why, considering the fact that they just had sex and bathed together, but the idea of Gepard sleeping in the nude pulls a soft flush to his cheeks.

taking Gepard's hand, Dohalim hoists himself up, but doesn't let go as he stands. hand clasped around the other's he quickly leads him back to bed; he only lets go to pull the covers back for them to climb in. at least they didn't make a mess everywhere on the covers, and that the only thing they should be concerned about are their clothes strewn across the bed and the floor. and even then, Dohalim turns a blind eye to them for now, unless Gepard busies himself with setting them aside neatly; if he does, then Dohalim will just drape his towel over a chair and settles himself into bed]