"And you're going to let a little cold get in the way of adventure?" Randall asked, clearly not bothered at all by the abysmal temperature outside. He could feel it through the window, the cold clinging to his skin even with the competing warmth of his room.

He hesitated at the mention of his father, unable to conceal a frown. "Yes." He glanced away for a moment in thought. "So I'll just be coming down through the window then."