Well, I can keep you warm for now and I'll even let you keep the blanket too. Makeshift togas could be all the rage when you wear 'em right. [ hands free, tris can focus a bit more on the little lights surrounding him, flicking in a seemingly arbitrary direction with his fingers so that some of the lights focus a bit more around thom's shoulders, hovering dimly, but exuding a comfortable warmth just above the blankets.

he grins at the carton. ]

I haven't had that much ice cream handed to me since... well, ever. It's like a kid's dream come true about a decade too late.