[He snorts, amused, and shoves the blanket back onto his shoulders so he can wear it like a cape. Too damn hot to do that for long though, since he isn't the one who just got all soaked, and winds up tossing it over the seat of the bike for now.

He'll get any extra warmth he wants by snuggling up to Chrissy instead, as he loops an arm around her shoulders and combs his fingers through her soaked hair. She looks like she needs warming up anyway, so he keeps her close and rubs his hand up and down her back.]

Yeah, me too. Wood's dry in here for now but it better let up when it's time to go start it all up. I could drain some fuel outta the bike if it gets real dire, use it to soak some rags, I guess.

[Should be fine as long as he leaves enough fuel in the bike for an hour or two of driving. That's probably enough to get back to a more normal time period, the sort that actually has gasoline.]

Hey, you got makeup, maybe we oughta make ourselves some demon faces.