[Honey]

It felt as though it were nothing more than the two of them staring awkwardly as the silky fabric laid on the ground and neither moved away nor closer. Unable to look at the eerie face with those pale eyes, he turned away and started for the closet just outside of the kitchen. "You are a strange man. You do not speak and do not clothe yourself."

"If I were crazy I would think that you do not know how to dress yourself, but that is merely me being silly." From the closet, he gathered up the small bundle of a soft, yet heavy blanket that assured nothing but warmth from it's tight woven pattern that made it as beautiful as it made it warm. "I believe the rest of the night, the storm will calm and this weather is only good for reading and sleep. Here." He offered the smooth fabric with a look that did not give much of his emotion away. "I will be down the hall, all the way at the end, and the bathroom is the first door on the right. You can get me if you need anything."