He'd ask what the hell kind of power Envy's talking about, but he's busy thinking frantically about this. Yeah, cause there's no way in hell they'd leave now, that's for sure. Not now when he's experienced what that, uuh, snow is. Snow and cold isn't good for you. Especially when you're from the medieval warm period.

And as he slowly got used to the darkness, he found it wasn't so bad. It's not like he hadn't been out at night before - night without magical fires, mind you, where darkness is a thing to count on. Tulio'd learnt to like darkness, really, because of the cover--

........ wait. Heeeeeey this might just be useful.

Hang on guys while he'll shrug both of your hands off his arms and instead sling said arms around your shoulders to do a huddle-thing and whisper with a conspiratory I-HAVE-A-PLAN air about him.

"Guys, guys - we can use this. It's dark, right? It's natural cover. We just ... steal as much as we want, and as long as we keep a low profile, no one will know."

Speaking faster now, he's grinning at them both in the darkness, even if he's naturally standing a bit closer to Miguel.

"Even if they catch us doing it, they won't know it's us! It's perfect!"