[ Marie quickly realizes that just touching shoulders isn't going to help for longer than a minute, and deliberately slips both her hands around his arm, gently rubbing it. More contact is always good, and an option she knows neither of them should avoid right now if they want to survive this arctic temperature. ]

This world must have pretty extreme weather. It is such a pity, because the Sanguis season was mostly pleasant by comparison...

[ It was pretty much the summer of her world, and she had a lot of fun hanging out with friends at Crystal Beach. She misses those months already. ]