[He hadn't expected her to be so...fast about it! There's a sound from within the house as Ianchus practically falls off his little loveseat and scrambles over to the door, opening it. He has his blanket over him, and when he sees that she's not dressed for the weather, he immediately opens it up as an invitation, even as he ushers her inside.]
Come, come! [She's also letting out what little heat he has, so the sooner he gets the door closed, the better.]
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Come, come! [She's also letting out what little heat he has, so the sooner he gets the door closed, the better.]