[She looks down at him, and actually reaches out, trying to do him a kindness. He was, after all, someone the other side cared for. When he did, the faint brush of her fingers was all it took to banish the spirit.
Her voice warms and her eyes change back to brown.]
The shift on me is growing weaker. I think it will be gone if that happens again. Touching you was much easier than it should be. Now, as for the cold...
[A hand moves in an arcane pattern, and the wind around them ceases. A heavy curtain of warm, humid air forms over him as well, a cloudy blanket snuggling against him.]
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[She looks down at him, and actually reaches out, trying to do him a kindness. He was, after all, someone the other side cared for. When he did, the faint brush of her fingers was all it took to banish the spirit.
Her voice warms and her eyes change back to brown.]
The shift on me is growing weaker. I think it will be gone if that happens again. Touching you was much easier than it should be. Now, as for the cold...
[A hand moves in an arcane pattern, and the wind around them ceases. A heavy curtain of warm, humid air forms over him as well, a cloudy blanket snuggling against him.]