“I suppose that depends…” Sirius said, a soft growl entering his voice. “Might want to mind your footing there, Isa” He said as he playfully bumped her. Putting a little force into the motion.
They reached the top and Isa decided on sitting outside. The Warlord was glad, he too would rather be in the thick of it. Using the Observation more as a safe place to stop the lightning from striking them, then somewhere to wait out the whole storm. He opened the door for Isa so she could enter and take off her cot. No doubt wanting it to keep dry so she could warm herself in it after. There were other coats in there as well, and he grabbed one of those to throw over her shoulders. Not as thick as the polar bear, but it would keep some of the cold from her coat while they were outside.
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