[ It's impossible to tell which makes his thoughts lock up worse--her telling him to take off his armor (she sounds so much like Titania in that moment) or I can help you warm up.
No, it is an absolute certainty she doesn't mean it like that; he is actually somewhat ashamed that's where his mind went, however briefly. He owes it to her to maintain his focus. He also owes it to her to not require any such care. He looks down at his hands and curls his fingers tightly, trying to hide the worst of the shivering. ] I'll be fine. [ Frustratingly to him, he can even tell he doesn't sound fine because his normal bluff tone is seriously interrupted by his body shaking. It's something to endure; he hadn't realized how cold he'd gotten out in the storm, and it's always worse when the body starts warming back up. ] But thank you.
[ Blankets. Yes. That's a good idea. A trickle of cold water from melting snow works its way down his back.
Titania circles around him once, muttering ghostly imprecations, and then goes to flit around Wanda as she grabs the blankets. The ghost whispers, quietly enough that only Wanda can hear her but with undeniable exasperation packed into the quiet words: ] He's an idiot.
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No, it is an absolute certainty she doesn't mean it like that; he is actually somewhat ashamed that's where his mind went, however briefly. He owes it to her to maintain his focus. He also owes it to her to not require any such care. He looks down at his hands and curls his fingers tightly, trying to hide the worst of the shivering. ] I'll be fine. [ Frustratingly to him, he can even tell he doesn't sound fine because his normal bluff tone is seriously interrupted by his body shaking. It's something to endure; he hadn't realized how cold he'd gotten out in the storm, and it's always worse when the body starts warming back up. ] But thank you.
[ Blankets. Yes. That's a good idea. A trickle of cold water from melting snow works its way down his back.
Titania circles around him once, muttering ghostly imprecations, and then goes to flit around Wanda as she grabs the blankets. The ghost whispers, quietly enough that only Wanda can hear her but with undeniable exasperation packed into the quiet words: ] He's an idiot.