Shh, shh. [Claire laughs as she shushes him, both because she's replaying that noise he made and being attacked by his nose.] They'll think I'm doing all manner of things to you in here.
[Her nose is actually cold, chilled from the rain and pink from the chill, and she nuzzles it against his to steal his warmth.]
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[Her nose is actually cold, chilled from the rain and pink from the chill, and she nuzzles it against his to steal his warmth.]