The alarm is sudden, and surprises him as much as it likely surprises her. There's one thing Spirit associates that chill with. Two, to be technical, but he considers death the state and Death the god two very different things. Death the Kid always felt this cool to his hands, the boy's skin always uncannily cold compared to the harsh desert heat. He'd never felt anything else quite like it, and the association causes just a few seconds of confusion, clear on his face, before he snaps himself out of it and bundles the blankets a little tighter around her. The mug of soup is now close enough that she can probably smell it.
"Just a little bit, Kit. You don't have to have much." As she settles against his side, he shifts so she's not uncomfortable. He's not exactly soft, considering the lean muscle and bone, but her blanket cocoon should help with that at least a little. "But you'll need something in your stomach."
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The alarm is sudden, and surprises him as much as it likely surprises her. There's one thing Spirit associates that chill with. Two, to be technical, but he considers death the state and Death the god two very different things. Death the Kid always felt this cool to his hands, the boy's skin always uncannily cold compared to the harsh desert heat. He'd never felt anything else quite like it, and the association causes just a few seconds of confusion, clear on his face, before he snaps himself out of it and bundles the blankets a little tighter around her. The mug of soup is now close enough that she can probably smell it.
"Just a little bit, Kit. You don't have to have much." As she settles against his side, he shifts so she's not uncomfortable. He's not exactly soft, considering the lean muscle and bone, but her blanket cocoon should help with that at least a little. "But you'll need something in your stomach."