[ He wonders if he's making her cold, but... She's hugging him back, so she can't mind it that much. Sighing, he lays against her shoulder. At least his breath is warm.
There's no point to making another excuse even if he could think of one. He wishes he knew how to make her feel better instead of just himself - now more than ever. All he can think to do is start mumbling out a spell. ]
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There's no point to making another excuse even if he could think of one. He wishes he knew how to make her feel better instead of just himself - now more than ever. All he can think to do is start mumbling out a spell. ]