He shivers inwardly at the mentioning of cold, but he brightens when tea comes into the picture. "Oh yes! Tea-tea would be lovely, dear." He's used to the cold since it got rather frigid in Romania during winter, but he was never one for staying out in it for prolonged periods of time.

"I just...was wondering if you'd like to go to the, ah, h-hotsprings. T-today. Or-or tomorrow if it's too short of notice! I don't think the mistletoe goes up that far..." they would be able to relax as well in peace. Don't get him wrong he likes staying in town but, well, the mistletoe is awkward and he rather not run into it anymore than he has...