"Later. When we're sitting in front of a roaring fire in the snow," he teases, grinning at that. Though he does have some stories. Touching his to Ty's, nodding as he pops it in his mouth, chewing. The flavor isn't bad, and he's enjoying it before he starts to run.

And then the world is a blur. It's like being in a car and it's madness, and it's amazing.

He let's out a holler, loving how crazy it is, and forgetting how deadly it could be.