[Kailas faintly shivers as that hand is rested against his body. He’s somewhat chilled from his shower, and that, coupled with the cold temperature of the room, make him even more susceptible to Ikenna’s warmth. The half-demon meets the older man in the middle, practically pressing up against him in his quest to become warmer.]
Ah… is that so? You won’t shower tonight, then? [he questions. If Ikenna really intends to stay in bed, he… he has a better idea of how to hold him.]