[ If Waver's cheeks weren't already bright pink from the cold, they certainly would be now. He can't help but stare at them a moment before he catches what he's doing, his own expression probably a mirror of Diarmuid's. ]

I- I should've knocked... I was too cold to think about it...

[ It's a bad excuse, though it is true. Waver shivers, tugging his coat tighter around himself, and only manages a small nod at Berserker's suggestion. He's too cold to even protest or try to pretend to be coy. It's why he came here in the first place, isn't it? Well. At least the sharing body heat part. ]

Sorry. Rider went to help with damage control outside. [ No stopping that one, as usual. ] I didn't think I'd be any use, so I figured I could hang out here.

[ It was too cold to stay alone in his own flat.

Waver's excuses sound a little lame, embarrassed, but he's already toeing his boots off to crawl into the blanket pile with his other Bonded and Berserker. ]