[ It's okay. He trusts her. Of all the moments to become complacent about letting their skin touch, he's sure this wouldn't be it. His own outfit today is casual, so his hands are bare as he takes her gloved one in his.

When she gets sidled up against him, he has to admit, it's pretty easy to get comfortable with this. Too easy. But his serious resting expression doesn't betray this, and the only hint is the way he squeezes her hand lightly as they step inside the hall. ]

Somehow I have my doubts that is the kind of treasure they had in mind...

[ Now that they're in here though. ]

What do you think this is, anyway? Some kind of game?