And his mind relaxes, eased by its constant string of thoughts. There's nothing else he can focus on but the contact, and later he will wonder if that's the key to it. If simple things like touching and kissing are all that's needed. They're young, but it feels like the whole world, and maybe he'll look back at it differently when he's older (a possibility that he had never considered).

"I had always wondered if that were true. Have I chased the chill from you?"

He looks oddly innocent when he asks that. He doesn't mean it in anymore depth then his tone implies. There's a shift in his footwork and he's standing, helping her to her feet.