Sure thing. I'm all in favor of not freezing my fucking ass off.

[He'd found a building to stand next to, out of the wind, but now he's moving himself, headed back to the house to take some shelter. He's not shivering yet, but it's cold, and he'll be glad not to have to make the trip when it's this cold out. Behind him, has Pawniard clanks along.]

Don't take too long, bro, or I'll make a sad face.

[Said while completely deadpan, of course.]