"You're not finding this amusing?" The blush looks good on Nate's face, but Anders doesn't want to push too hard. "You didn't use to fluster quite this easily, or maybe I'd forgotten how fun this could be."

Gingerly he gets up, working to not slip over again, finding a shaky balance. "I'm not sure brandy would help much." Justice wouldn't want him drunk, anyway. "But this is pleasant enough. Despite the cold. And the bruised pride. And other parts."