Caduceus can be.. surprisingly affectionate. The cool air in Caduceus' room, blowing past the curtains.. it was always soothing. He was sipping his tea while you laid against his chest, back pressed against it as you sat in the windowsill with him.

"And, I was thinking we could go on a walk after, hm? How's that sound?" He stroked your hair gently. You hadn't been listening, only catching the last part. But, you nodded and agreed anyways. He laughed, knowing you hadn't listened to a word he said.

The firbolg leaned his head against the windowsills side, watching the sunrise. This.. romance thing was new for him, he said he never wanted anything to do with it.. and then, you stumbled into his life. He looked back down at you, watching with him.