Juro hopped up onto the bed and tried making himself comfortable on it. "I guess," he said, though inside he was agreeing very much with Ahnassi. Adverse weather was one thing...having all four seasons wanting to have a go at once was something else.

He fidgeted around for a moment, messing up the sheets a bit as he tried finding the most comfortable position for himself, before finally settling on curling up like a cat with his back turned to the Khajiit.