Damn, your hands are cold. [It's mostly supposed to be a joke, but it's the truth as well; the part of her hand touching the bit of his elbow that isn't covered by is jacket is cold as hell.
He grabs her hand in his and gently leads her towards that building.] You're not really used to the cold, are you?
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He grabs her hand in his and gently leads her towards that building.] You're not really used to the cold, are you?