Something they agree on. There are days that Schuldig doesn't want to leave his bed either, and he's used to the cold weather anyway. Not the cold of the cave, but the cold weather of the Far Shore too.

Schuldig walks up and leans against the wall near where Mikazuki is taking tea. "Crawford should be here any minute. I expect we'll have to try training more often now." He looks over at the sword-spirit to see how that might go over. "You know, more advanced spells and the like. Stuff I can't teach you as a god."