Leaving the house before the sun was even up to cast a golden hue across the snow covering shnezhnaya was one thing, coming back when it was already down again another. Arlecchino had taken you with her to deal with her fatui businesses, which meant a lot of walking from place to place, something she seemed to do so effortlessly despite her heels, while you had a hard time not complaining about your own feet hurting every given second. It wasn't of any use when you were miles away from the comfort of the house of the hearth.

Some might say you'd have never been so happy to see the house in the distance, the moonlight making the snow covered ground glisten under their steps, only a few lights still shining through the windows of the estate, possibly some of the younger children still being awake in their rooms.

Opening the door, you immediately vanished into the warmth of the familiar interior, it was a clear difference to the temperature outside. At least having the distance to take your shoes off before making your way over to the living room of the estate, before Arlecchino could even say anything to you, leaving her standing her there for a second before following after you, she felt just fine after all. She was used to it.

Walking in to see you laying on one of the couches in the room, your legs propped up on a few of the pillows laying on it, making her blink a few times, having to hold back the urge to let out a sigh. Worse than the children sometimes.

"Don't you want to at least take your coat off.."