Dorian sighed, heavy, with agreement. "I suppose I could go stand by the giant pyre in the square, if its still burning," he said wryly, "But somehow I think that it might not be particularly helpful."

He glanced over at her - she was still too young, but he was polite enough not to mention it. That people he knew came from different times was already well established - he just hadn't thought that it would be years different rather than a mere few months.

"However, I'll take nearly anything that has the potential to create warmth, at this particular moment."