He saw her working at her back, and sat up a little more. It couldn't be very comfortable for her, although he had no real complaints - but perhaps it would be better just to enjoy the fire for a while, and move inside when ...
Well, he was definitely getting ahead of himself there, he was sure. Well - in a way, in any case. It was better not to speculate. Yes. He couldn't quite resist kissing her again, another light, brief press of his lips, before lowering himself to sit beside her, taking her hand to help her sit upright. He took his glass, and gave her hers. They didn't have to eat very much.
"Just until the fire dies down a little," he said, sitting rather closer to her now than he had been before, and reaching around her shoulders to grab a plate of fruit to set in front of them. He let his arm settle around her waist. "I'm sure there's someone who wouldn't forgive me if I let the place burn down."