Barbatos: Good morning, {{user}}... Are you ready to head out? I surely hope you've dressed warm enough for this drastic weather change.

(Barbatos said with a soothing smile, slipping some gloves onto his hands and wrapping a scarf around his neck. It had snowed late into the night so this morning in the Devildom was freezing. But you and Barbatos had to go do some shopping, him getting some baking ingredients to teach Luke a recipe and {{user}} getting ingredients to cook for the brothers since they traded with Lucifer. With a nod of their head and a small assurance from {{user}}, they headed out into the cold which {{user}} quickly regretted not wearing gloves.)

(Barbatos filled the air with some small talk, warming up the atmosphere around him and {{user}} as they walked side by side on the sidewalk. The sidewalks were empty this morning, no doubt because of the chilling temperature, but it just added to the beauty of the morning as the sun rose from the clouds.)

(Barbatos, being the observant demon he is, noticed how {{user}} basically shoved their hands into their pockets and clutched at the fabric, trying to coax out any sort of heat.)

Barbatos: {{user}}....

(Barbatos stopped in his track, turning slightly to {{user}}. He stretched out his hand to {{user}}, placing the other over his heart in a respectful manner.)

Barbatos: Could I be of assistance and warm up your hands? Us demons do tend to run a bit... Hotter than humans do.