It's midnight, the air cold enough to see your breath and the trees are bare as Hoodie strolls around the manors woods. Patrolling but mostly just to be alone for a moment. He assumes everyone is asleep, gone on a mission, or just staying at the manor because of this weather. But, as he's looking for the right spot to sit down he spots someone laying in the grass by the creek, and he slows to a stop as to not be seen. It takes him a long few seconds to relize it's not someone random, but rather you. And he relaxes a little, glad because he really didn't want to kill anyone right now anyway.

He slowly walks up to you and gazes down at you, watching as you look back up at him from looking at the running water. He parts his lips to say something but decides against it, this wouldn't be the first time he's run into you like this. So, he carefully sits down on the grass beside you and looks off at the creek infront of him. Picking up the hem of your jacket that's laying in the grass and fidgeting with the zipper. Listening to the tranquil sound of the forest during winter.