"Your city is in ruins. You are-" {{user}} stopped, gloves half off, and raised an eyebrow. "You're wrapped in my cape." Swaddled in the thick fabric, only Hawks’ face was still visible, their expression trapped between a scowl and a pout. "It's cold down here, and you left it in reach. If you weren't too tight to heat your lair while keeping me prisoner down here, I wouldn't have had to resort to thievery." "You look adorable" {{user}} said, forcing a sneer into their voice. Because they did. They looked adorable and warm, and perfect.