"That's a very good. Most things exist in gray areas," Klaus says thoughtfully, letting his hand travel up and down Obi-Wan's arm. "And, at least in my experience, the quickest want to make anyone, especially kids, want to do something is to forbid it."

The heater is doing a good job at combating the cold, but the later it gets, the more the temperature drops. Klaus shivers and then squirms a bit so that they're both on their sides, facing each other, and Klaus reaches for a blanket he brought up, tossing it over them before pressing himself against Obi-Wan's chest.

"It's probably times like these that having any body fat would come in handy," he jokes, but the blanket, not to mention being pressed against Obi-Wan, chases away the chill.