Son of Havoc shakes the snow off of his mask and looks around. "So whose wise idea was it to go traveling through the coldest states this holiday season?"
"Guilty," Angelico says cheerfully, smiling at him.
Ivelisse stands with her arms crossed over her shoulders, trying to hide how hard she's shivering. "You're the only one pleased with this situation," she informs Angelico darkly.
"Probably," he admits with a sheepish grin before rushing up and wrapping his arms around both of their shoulders, pulling them closer. "I know it's ridiculous but I wanted us to experience a proper Christmas, I guess," he attempts to explain. "Snow, and decorations, and a little nip in the air."
"This is much more than a little nip," Son of Havoc grumbles, his attempts at getting his mask back in place thwarted when Angelico presses a kiss to his lips before he can. His eyes widen and he glances at Angelico before turning to Ivelisse with a "Can you believe this guy?" sort of look on his face.
She huffs, but looks contemplative as she grips Havoc by the back of the skull, drawing him in for a kiss of her own. "Hmm," she mumbles. "Maybe he has a point."
Havoc looks aghast. "Whose side are you on?"
"My own," she says simply, slapping him on the chest before walking away. "C'mon, boys."
"Where are we going?" Angelico says with the ease that's enveloped him since leaving the temple, sloping after her.
"We are going to the nearest hotel, and you two boys are going to warm me up," she says, glancing over her shoulder as Havoc, frozen in place as he gapes after her, only starting to function once more at the realization of what she's implying. "You coming?"
"Yes," he says, scrambling after Angelico towards their bikes.
Angelico smiles at him. "Better?"
"Shut up," he grumbles, ignoring Angelico's cackling laugh as he kicks the bike alive and waits for the other two to join him in weaving through traffic to the block of hotels not that far away to begin their night properly.