"That would explain things." Puck answered back. "No, it's not unwelcome at all." Once Loki was inside, Puck closed the door and gestured towards the main room. After everything with the blizzard, he'd made as short enough work as he could at finding firewood and stocking up on some supplies. A fire burned happily in the fireplace and the cottage as a whole felt very cozy.

"It's better than pouring my soul onto this notebook page like I've never experienced love before." He made a face and checked on the fire, adjusting some of the placement of the logs. "How have you been, come to think on it?"