"I'm not tired," Soren murmured. He sipped his cocoa, but suddenly found it not as interesting as Cassidy. He put it on the table to sit by Cass', moving closer and wrapping his arms around the brunette's shoulders. "Happy, though. I really needed this. Life's been a little too dramatic lately, even for me. This might go against everything that Skwigelves have stood for since they first started existing, but I really don't think I'm cut out for non-stop death and dismemberment." He shook his head and tucked his knees up closer to his body. "Are you cold?"