Alexa let a smile smile press to her lips, the fire bathed her in its red light, "how often do you enjoy sitting Infront of a fire?" Alexa asked turning to look at him

Tyler looked at her. "I-" he stopped, then continued. "I have never sat in front of a Fire before." He finished gruffly, averting his gaze and staring out the window

"Oh" Alexa looked at him, and studied his face, "well it's always good to try new things" she said pulling the furs tighter around herself

He nodded curtly, leaning against the wall and just... absorbing the heat. His black leather jacket trapped it inside his body... and it felt completely weird. Tyler remembered when he first came here... wearing the jacket felt weird. In Texas it is usually around 80 degrees, so he is always in just a t shirt. Here, it is usually 60 in the castle halls. Tyler rolled his wrists, wincing slightly.

Alexa saw him wince, "everything alright?" She asked tilting her head at him

Tyler glanced at her, immediately dropping his hands. "Yes, I'm fine." He said shortly, walking over to the window and looking out. Once his back was turned to her he clenched his jaw, his face contorted with pain. -why... does that have to hurt so much- he thought, staring out at the trees

Alexa had the distant feeling that he wasn't ok, but she would leave him to his own matters, he probably didn't want her poking around and about him

Once Tyler smoothed back his features out into their usual 'stone solid' pose, he turned back around and went to stand by the door. You might notice his arms were crossed again, rather than hanging. He watched the flames silently, thinking. When he heard a snap, he whirled around like he was on edge. Tyler saw it was a branch cracking against the window... and he let out a slow, weary sigh.

"Yea, don't worry, I hate that branch too" Alexa said rolling her eyes, it was no lie, she REALLY hated that branch

Tyler snorted. "I have a feeling... that the feeling is mutual... but not for long. You can come if you'd wish but that has startled me for the LAST TIME." He grouched, walking out, down the stairs, and around to the nearest door. After that he walked around till he was standing under Alexa's window, looking up at the tree and it's hated branch. It was only 20 feet up... so Tyler jumped 3 feet into the air, caught a low hanging branch, and hauled himself up. He kept doing this ... which was no easy task for two reasons. 1: there wasn't much space in between the branches... and he was bigger than average 2: it is hard hauling yourself up a tree when you weigh THAT MUCH. He wasn't fat or anything... quite the opposite. Tyler finally reached the window where he proceeded to snap off any branches that got within three feet of it.. then the fun part. Getting back down. He was never really good at this in his childhood ... or as an adult. His preferred way of getting down was always falling, but this was 20 feet up. Tyler slowly weaved between the branches, catching himself at least two times before he reached 10 feet, then leaped out of the tree and landed in a roll that just about knocked the air out of him. "No more branch." He panted, standing back up and brushing himself off