She gave a weary sigh, "Appearances are deceiving Theseus. You should give him more respect." She rolled her eyes then, "no he just doesn't like the cold. Neither do I. He's got some bad memories of cold as well." She set her hands on the table, finding out he hadn't changed much at all. She just hadn't seen that when she'd been younger.
"Besides, it doesn't matter what he looks like. He gave me the greatest gift anyone could have ever given me."