[Harpy? Nothing weird about that. Asterios, the minotaur, is no stranger to monsters of the ancient Greek variety.
He is trying to be more than his fate dictates for him, though, and be 'Asterios' instead of 'Minotaur', so when he sees a fellow creature shivering (from fear or cold, he is not sure), he does not ignore it. Being giant, fluffy, and used to cold stone, he himself is perfectly comfortable at this temperature, even though he has no shirt or shoes.]
Want to...hold my hand...? [He offers out a large, scarred hand, hesitant like he fully expects to be rejected.]
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He is trying to be more than his fate dictates for him, though, and be 'Asterios' instead of 'Minotaur', so when he sees a fellow creature shivering (from fear or cold, he is not sure), he does not ignore it. Being giant, fluffy, and used to cold stone, he himself is perfectly comfortable at this temperature, even though he has no shirt or shoes.]
Want to...hold my hand...? [He offers out a large, scarred hand, hesitant like he fully expects to be rejected.]
[He offers one