"Exactly long enough for Fuego to get hungry, I imagine," is the reply. He tosses Bruno a hand towel and grins. "At least you weren't in the Rising Stones. Last time I fell asleep there I woke up to the twins playing a balancing game with half the crockery and my face." He's talked about the Rising Stones before; it was the closest thing he and the Scions had to a permanent home, and the Scions (the twins included) were the closest thing he had to a family.

"Oh! And speaking of hot things..." He ducked into the next room and emerged with a bundle of green yarn, which he handed to Bruno. Unfolding it revealed a cable knit hoodie, the faux cords on the back winding around each other in hourglass-like patterns. It radiates a pleasant heat, as if it had just come out of the dryer. "I had a friend give it a warming enchantment," he says with a grin. "Should keep you comfortable no matter how cold it gets."