If he had to admit to enjoying something about the daylight... It would be the sunsets and sunrises. They were wondrous things to behold. To be able to see them so clearly and how each one was slightly different was nothing short of miraculous. The Signless was the type to wake up early just so that he would catch a glimpse of it, as silly as that was.

He kept his arm around her. If he had the ability, he would have rested his head upon hers, but that would have been a touch awkward. Oh the times that he wished that horns were not a part of troll anatomy. Instead his fingers would just have to knead at her shoulder a bit. "Like a furrocious huntress at my side? Or are you speaking about my warmth?"