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[crittersheep]

WHO: All
WHERE: All
WHEN: Day 76, Post Game


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[hotnbothered]

Obviously I—

[ As far as he'll be able to tell, she won't actually feel particularly cold. She briefly stiffens in surprise at the touch, then blinks. ]

... You're pretty warm...

[stirtheblood]

Eh? Am I?

[presses his palm more fully on her shoulder to judge the difference in temperature, or lack thereof]

[hotnbothered]

You are! Give me some of that!

[ Grabs his hand and presses it to the bare skin of her neck without really stopping to think about it. ]

[stirtheblood]

Huh?

[allows this, in confusion]

Is that helpin'...?

[hotnbothered]

It's the only thing that's helped so far...

[stirtheblood]

That's weird...

[...]

You wanna try sittin' down somewhere?

[hotnbothered]

[ Drops his hand, abruptly more self-conscious. And then shivers again. ]

... B-Better than standing around.

[stirtheblood]

[puts his hand behind his head casually]

Back to the treehouse?

[hotnbothered]

Well, there isn't really anywhere else with a modicum of privacy.

[ Takes off and starts walking ahead of him. Possibly her own attempt at affecting nonchalance. ]

[stirtheblood]

[Follows!

He's watching to see how much she's shivering as they go]

[hotnbothered]

[ Quite a bit. Seems like even more than she was a few minutes ago. ]

[stirtheblood]

[hmmmmmmm]

We goin' to your room, then?

[hotnbothered]

Got a problem with that?

[stirtheblood]

Nope!

[hotnbothered]

Hmph. I should hope not.

[ Now that she's actually stopped to process what she's doing, needless aggro is the only way she can stop from combusting.

After reaching the clubhouse, she opens the door to her room. ]

Come in.

[stirtheblood]

[He walks in ahead of her.]

Where do ya want me, then?

[hotnbothered]

... There's only one place to sit in here.

[stirtheblood]

[Sits down on a pillow on the floor like he did while they were drinking.]

Sure, but we should sit somehow my arm ain't gonna get tired reachin' out to touch you.

[hotnbothered]

[ She was actually thinking of the bed, and it maybe shows with the way she blinks in surprise. But this is definitely a little less nerve-racking, so part of her is kind of relieved he took it the other way. ]

What, you can fight for hours, but a little stretching will tire you out? I'm sure you can handle it.

[ But when she grabs a pillow for herself to sit on, she does place it close to a wall. ]

[stirtheblood]

[he does not pick up on it. it hasn't occurred to him at all that this situation might lead to bed cuddling. does he even have a solid grasp on the concept of cuddling at all? unclear.]

'Course I can handle it, it'd just be annoyin'.

[he cocks he head at her to wait for her decision]

[hotnbothered]

[ Cocks her head back at him. ]

What's that look for? The only surfaces to rest against are the wall or the bed. Is the first not good enough for you?

[stirtheblood]

Huh?

[confused]

No...? I ain't that picky. I was just waitin' to see if you were gonna stick my hand on yer neck again, or what.

[hotnbothered]

That—

[ Somehow hearing it said out loud makes it more embarrassing. ]

D-Do I have to do everything myself?!

[stirtheblood]

[huh]

...I ain't gonna do anythin' to you that you don't want.

[hotnbothered]

If you haven't noticed, I am quite capable of protesting!