[It totally counts as shelter. Especially when you don't know exactly what to do with it so you just wrap it around yourself like an awkwardly big poncho.]
[His back straightens and he actually looks up--still not quite looking her in the eyes, but closer to it than before--when she mentions hot drinks. That sounds so good to him right now. He nods, not at all tentatively.]
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[His back straightens and he actually looks up--still not quite looking her in the eyes, but closer to it than before--when she mentions hot drinks. That sounds so good to him right now. He nods, not at all tentatively.]
Hot chocolate.
I'll...I should go. Get cleaned up, I mean.
[He shifts awkwardly in place.]