It wasn’t always easy, no, but he had survived worse than a bad winter. He wasn’t worried about doing so here, not as much as he was worried about reassuring his husband and making sure he was ready for it. The snow and cold weren’t even the aspects of winter that bothered him, not really.

The topic of magic gets a small shake of his head. It was a natural place for Rhy’s mind to go... “I know you do... But I assure you, it will be fine, love. I’m honestly less fond of the darker, earlier evenings...” Tilting his head a little, he continued with a thoughtful little hum. “We’ll keep each other warm, and I’ll make sure you’re ready if such weather does arrive. We can even begin getting things in order tomorrow, if you like?”