[The emotion Thancred Waters is experiencing right now is a veritable cocktail of one part "pixie nonsense", one part "Urianger wants to LARP as an ageless sorceror", and a quick dash of "literally never talked to Scaramouche even once but given the circumstances described yeah that would check out."

But — at least he's not injured. Just...befuddled? So trying to knock sense into him actually might not be the best bet, which means...

Ugh.]

...No? I'll have to work harder to make sure you're full aware of how I feel, then.

[He says, and offers a roguish grin so practiced it's just muscle memory at this point.]

Mayhap I'll start by warming you up. Shall we find some shelter from the cold?

[in front of GOD and EVERYONE, THANCRED "FUCKABLE OCTOPUS" WATERS?????]