[ There should be a small part of him that tells him this is a supremely poor idea, but the weather supersedes even basic reason, and he takes the girl up on the offer without even the pretense of hesitance.
He enters, brushing off the snow as he crosses the threshold. The suit is stylish, of course, but provides little by way of warmth. He's out of his element and very much looks the part. He glances back at this too-serious girl as he crosses his arms--there's a fleeting sense of warmth in the movement, and it's guarded in all the ways he typically isn't--and he nods, as if to give thanks. ]
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He enters, brushing off the snow as he crosses the threshold. The suit is stylish, of course, but provides little by way of warmth. He's out of his element and very much looks the part. He glances back at this too-serious girl as he crosses his arms--there's a fleeting sense of warmth in the movement, and it's guarded in all the ways he typically isn't--and he nods, as if to give thanks. ]
I hope I wasn't interrupting anything.