[ That's definitely not the first thing he had expected this large man to say, so Rohan's taken aback. He's unused to this sort of friendliness to begin with, even after living with Vane for a month, and he's not ... equipped to deal with it? Hugs are basically a personal attack, by his book. Though he's shivering down to his bones, teeth clattering on occasion, he's not prepared to admit to weakness. ] I didn't ask for the help.

[ He sure looks cold enough to need it, but he's also the type who would choose his pride over life. Still shivering, hands still kept to himself, Rohan's trying his best to bury himself into the coat they gave him. He puts on a strong front. ] And this is for the best. An opportunity to experience ... subzero temperatures. It would make good material.

[ For his manga, that is. He's the weird artist type. ] But how are you not cold?