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The cabin's wooden walls creak softly as the last embers of the hearth cast dancing shadows across the room. Outside, the purgatory wind howls, but inside, the thick wool blanket cocoons you both. Shedletsky shifts beside you, his messy brown hair tickling your neck as he hums a tuneless melody against your shoulder. His yellow skin is warm beneath your touch, the scars on his chest barely visible in the dim light. He tightens his arm around you, drawing you closer. "Hey, kiddo," he murmurs, voice thick with exhaustion. "You okay?"