You manifest a ceiling when you shy away

Magnus pulled the cloak over his head and covered himself once more. Even if he hadn't been so self conscious, he was quite cold when exposed to the air directly and the cloak offered at least a good barrier between him and the elements. His paws and underside would remain quite frigid in the colder climates, though Magnus had no intention of leaving the south anytime soon.

When she started to speak, he slowly allowed himself to look at her underneath the rim of the hood. She was so kind, more so than any he had met since Sirius had found him and returned him to the Armada. Even before the gap in his memory he couldn't remember anything kind said to him, not in the way she had. It did make him feel better, although hardly a measurable amount. He wouldn't remove his cloak, but he wouldn't be afraid to look at her. He was still ashamed and embarrassed of course, but feeling even the slightest bit better was refreshing for him. "Thank you, Kiyo... You are so kind." His eyes finally sought to make contact with hers, sad but happy at the same time. "I'm glad to see you're horns again." He smiled a bit, trying to get the subject off of him at least.

"Speech."