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"I said, "Fire is also warm, but it burns." He explained, guessing at the lack of comprehention, though he'd feel silly if he was wrong, lifting Hyde easily as he stood and started walking again. "Sometimes I wonder if thats not the nature of life. We find an strange appeal in the most dangerous things. Like Dragons, or poisonous blooms and open flames." Or affection. tying ourselves to another. Even unconiously, even the drow do that don't they? He debated inside.

In the moment of Feroz's stunned reaction, you could have heard grass growing, were your ears keen enough to pick up on that small act of vegitative determination. Hyde's hands were warm, and his breath still smelled like alchohol. But a kiss, however faint, and however warmed by sharp tang of alchohol, was still a kiss.
Stunned, he returned it just as gently, then pulled away. "...And you're drunk." He added, with maybe a twinge of regret to the statement. ".....Lets get you in bed. You need sleep...."
His own home was just over the rise, settled under a copse of thick trees, which gave it shade even on some of the brightest days.

He debated this, fumbling for words for a moment, more so when he noticed the scars hidden by the arm warmers. Battle scars? Maybe not, they didn't have the look of something done at speed in battle. A little calculated. Torture perhaps? He pulled his eyes away, he could ask later. "I can do that...." He'd just sleep with his clothes on. Save questions in the morning.....

This by far had all the makings of an troublesome dilema, he considered, flushed from the kiss, clearing his throat and reminding himself again that Hyde was very drunk, and therefore not thinking clearly.
"I think so." He answered, awkwardly. "I need to find some candles, however...."

"Actually, you can see for your self....maybe." He nodded toward the trees ahead, toward a shaded place with little more to suggest a dwelling than a bulge in the ground and a chimney. "Everything else had too many windows. Too much sun. It hurts my eyes..." To tell the truth, when he was adjusted to the darkness, even the light of a candle stung and burned, and his vision in the daylight was never as good as in the dark. Edges blurred, distances blurred more into colorful haze. In the dark his vision was nearly perfect, which only underscored his weakness to the brightness of day. "I need no lights, so I don't use them often." he admitted, expressing his failure to prepare for guests.

"Where I was born there was no sun." He answered, remembering the place with mixed feelings. "I need to get this damn chain unhitched from my buckle, but we will certainly be putting you to bed." He noted, amused but thrown by the implications of Hyde's phrasing, wondering how much of it he meant.

"Ack! You're going to overbalance me again!" he protested, shifting to take Hyde's latest assault into account. This was insane on many levels. "I'll share a -room- with you but thats it!" He insisted, trying to make it as far as the door to open it. Once he was inside he had to find, and light, some candles so that Hyde could see also, so this was going to be no insignificant exersize. "Alright?"