[NO APOLOGIES... WOLVES ARE PERFECT... Henry yelps in surprise at Amaterasu's sudden arrival to his side, his state rendering him vulnerable and unable to appreciate whoever decided to lap at his snow-tipped hair.]
Huh–!?
[But once he turns, he gasps. Everything slots into place, and her behavior makes sense. Henry smiles genuinely, unrestrained. In spite of his condition, he can't help but feel revitalized even by beholding her.]
Oh...! Ahaha, thanks! I'm a lot of t-trouble, I know. Sorry.
[He situates himself more receptively, welcoming her ministrations. Though his fingers are numb enough to feel nothing and the cold's permeated him down to the bone, Henry raises an arm from the draping fabric of his cape. He puts forth the effort into bumping some of the frost off and reaches to pet Amaterasu's fur affectionately and appreciatively.]
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Huh–!?
[But once he turns, he gasps. Everything slots into place, and her behavior makes sense. Henry smiles genuinely, unrestrained. In spite of his condition, he can't help but feel revitalized even by beholding her.]
Oh...! Ahaha, thanks! I'm a lot of t-trouble, I know. Sorry.
[He situates himself more receptively, welcoming her ministrations. Though his fingers are numb enough to feel nothing and the cold's permeated him down to the bone, Henry raises an arm from the draping fabric of his cape. He puts forth the effort into bumping some of the frost off and reaches to pet Amaterasu's fur affectionately and appreciatively.]