[A small shake of his head before he musters the strength to grab her hand and pull it to his face.]
Trust me.
[And instead of the blistering cold, she'll feel his warmth—even with his hand the way it is. There's still some of that chill, but it's a stark contrast to what it was before. A bit more him. And likewise, just her touch already gives him the warmth he so desperately seeks, eyes closing as he sighs.]
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Trust me.
[And instead of the blistering cold, she'll feel his warmth—even with his hand the way it is. There's still some of that chill, but it's a stark contrast to what it was before. A bit more him. And likewise, just her touch already gives him the warmth he so desperately seeks, eyes closing as he sighs.]