This comin' from the person who doesn't feel cold.
[ Briefly, he wonders if it would be the same for him, in his demon form.
He quickly snuffs out that thought, drowns it out with thoughts of Maya and the feel of her skin and the touch of her lips.
When she moves away to retake the lead, he sighs with disappointment. The cold quickly bites back into his skin,but he's trudging dutifully after her. ]
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[ Briefly, he wonders if it would be the same for him, in his demon form.
He quickly snuffs out that thought, drowns it out with thoughts of Maya and the feel of her skin and the touch of her lips.
When she moves away to retake the lead, he sighs with disappointment. The cold quickly bites back into his skin,but he's trudging dutifully after her. ]