Re: [wren & jeremiah]
Wren gave Jeremiah one of his usual giant smiles as his friend opened the door for him, wobbly on cold feet in some weird echo of the first time he'd crossed that threshold. There was concern in his expression though underpinning everything else and he looked over Jeremiah like he could see the loneliness sticking to his friend.
"Oh, a fire." he commented, impressed as he looked over and spied the dog lying in front of the warmth, the animal having more sense than Wren did to go towards the warmth when it became cold.
"Thank you Jeremiah." he said in a creaky hoarse voice, punctuated afterwards by another cough that sounded almost as painful as it felt to him. He was left catching his breath briefly and lifting a hand to his toastrack chest to rub at it. "I didn't eat in some time, is soup good?" he queried when his breath came back to him, meandering over towards the fire and the dog as he spoke.
"Hi puppydog." he said to Heart softly, going down to sit beside the animal on the ground and looking as exhausted as he felt as he pet the thing.