"Oh, gods," he groans, "you may have said the only thing that'll make me appreciate this weather. I don't know, though. If you can guarantee a completely normal ship comes to rescue us in under four hours..."

He's so picky, he knows.

After a beat of fake deliberation, he goes on: "No, I guess hanging out by the fire's easier." Another sip of wine. "Anyway -- how've you been? Anything exciting, aside from playing Santa?"