Aristeo was wrapped in a soft, warm blanket, snuggled up comfortably as he heard the sound of the two entering. His head perked up, and he turned towards the direction of the sound. Although he couldn’t see what was happening, he was curious to find out, but at the same time he was too comfortable to move. He was content to just lay there, wrapped up in his blanket, enjoying the feeling of it. "Are you good?-" He suddenly called out, hoping it wasn't anything too serious. He watched the hurt miskit say hi bitterly. "Hi," Aristeo chuckled softly at the sight as he held a portion of the blanket out, inviting him over, "Do you want some?" He asked, an innocent smile tugged at his lips.