[Okay he's going to go have that tea. Immediately he wraps his fingers around the cup, huddling around it a little bit despite himself. It's warm and he's freezing. Thank god.
A pause, as he tries to absorb as much of that warmth as possible--
...]
Thank you.
[His teeth are not chattering that's your imagination.]
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A pause, as he tries to absorb as much of that warmth as possible--
...]
Thank you.
[His teeth are not chattering that's your imagination.]