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Amycus rolled his eyes at her words, lifting up his hood in order to trap in some more heat, since he was getting colder by the second ever since he had removed his jacket. Logic told him that was bound to happen, but he’d rather stand there and freeze than have her stand there being this cold, and with her being as small as she was, it didn’t take very long for her to begin to shiver. It had been that way ever since they were small, yet he remembered waking up on countless nights with an extra blanket thrown over him while Alecto continued to shiver through the night. It was seeing her like this that always, even to this day, prompted him to lay beside her, holding her until she stopped shaking and they both drifted off.

“So you seriously came all the way down here just to bitch at me about my work ethic, and tell me how pissed off you’re going to be if I get sick?”

A brow lifted, and he took in another drag, his shoulders hunched a bit more now that he didn’t have the warmth of the wool protecting him from the wind chill. It seemed to slip under his sleeves, as well as the bottom of the sweatshirt, seeing how it was rather worn after owning it for so many years. It was one of those pieces of clothing that he just couldn’t seem to throw away, even though it didn’t have very much sentimental value, aside from the fact that Alecto had gotten it for him the year before shit had hit the fan in their family.

“While I appreciate your deep concern for my well being, I’ll be fine. I’m not planning on being out here much longer anyway. I have work to do, remember?”

He tacked on the last part just to see if he could get a reaction out of her, reaching out for his cigarette in order to take another drag, offering it her again just on the off chance she might inhale another bout of toxic smoke. He could already feel himself relaxing, thanks to the nicotine, although the cold had a way of being rather counterproductive on that front.