[ Neuvillette doesn't sit down right away, instead picking up the metal poker beside the fireplace and jostles the logs around a bit to help it burn more evenly. He then settles next to the other man and feels the chill begin to leave his limbs, making him relax in the glow of warmth emanating from the fire lapping at the firewood, the crackling sounds forming an almost soothing melody. ]

Yes, that would be the wisest course to take. [ He pauses for a moment, thinking. ] ...We could also break some of the furniture into firewood, perhaps.

[ Though he can't say he particularly likes this particular line of thought given that the cabin was rented out from the Adventurers' Guild (if he had to guess, it was the cheapest lodging that bard could find) and it'll reflect poorly on Fontaine if their venerable Iudex were to start chopping up somebody else's property... but on the other hand, he would rather issue an apology and reimburse the Guild for replacement furniture than suffer through the cold. ]