(She'd be touched, and she'd try to get him to relax about it — tell him how it works, stop him from being the one out in the cold, but no, she just blinks a few times.)
I don't feel anything like this.
(No hunger, no fatigue, nothing. It doesn't last too long, the glistening surface returning to normal, back to blond before she has an exceptionally lengthy delay in realizing he is now the one who might freeze. With a sigh, she's going to try and return the jacket.)
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I don't feel anything like this.
(No hunger, no fatigue, nothing. It doesn't last too long, the glistening surface returning to normal, back to blond before she has an exceptionally lengthy delay in realizing he is now the one who might freeze. With a sigh, she's going to try and return the jacket.)
So, really, who's gonna want to stab diamond?