Hopes of spooning? [She quirked her eyebrowless brow.] Did you forget after you got an axe in the chest? I laid there while you were gushing blood and practically comatose. I can deal with cold.

[Thank his dad for this subject change. She scooted over and started tugging him down.] We can fix cold. Just... not like we did earlier. [Wow, that gave her body a sudden tingle.] I'm okay with hypothermia if you're okay with taking me to see my doctor when I come down with frostbite. But right now? You're warmer than the rest of this damn room, so sit your ass down.