"Is that a roundabout way of saying I'm usually pretty, Elena?" Damon joked, trying to lighten the mood a bit. He pulled a small, rickety chair over to the fire and draped his shirt over the back of it. He continued to strip down, standing as close to the fire as possible, to warm himself up.
"I will stay cold, unless the fire warms me up. You look like you're still freezing. You'd do better to lay that blanket in front of the fire and get on top of it."