He would hear a knock on the door. For giggles sake, rain decided to finally show itself just as Icy was leaving the Civic Centre, leaving her wet and bedraggled as she finally reached the studio doors.
Sliverpine lay still on the pillow, breathing heavily. Of course his mane was in a similar state and his fur was damp as well. "I... I think I might just enjoy being corrupted for once..." he replied, grinning. He laid a hoof on hers as he spoke.