Ganymede let out a small giggle, and moved aside to finally remove his jacket, hanging it on a nearby chair. He'd warmed considerably, and well he certainly didn't want to stand around in his jacket the entire time he was over. That'd just be awkward. He smiled, and tried to fix his hair, sweeping a few unruly frizzles out of his face.
"Oh. That'd be great, actually. My roommate and I- we kind of need all the help we can get." he admitted, jokingly, although not really- they did sort of need the help.
"You've learned how to knit, right?" he asked. "That seems really interesting." Maybe it did, maybe it didn't. Either way, Ganymede was soft, and close, and smiling and ready to talk.