It is mercifully over pretty quick. Stepping down from the levels of the roof isn't that strenuous for him, and once they're in front of the door, he at least lets go of his waistband to let them in.

Peculiarly, he doesn't have to duck to do this. ...Did he change the door height? Did they even own this place? He sets him down at last, his hand sliding as he does so. He lets his hand linger on the back of his head as he looks down at him.

"Let's get you warmed up. Go settle in with the ponyta, I'll bring you another cup."