[Yeah, he's not going to argue. No "I'm not having feelings", or "I'm fine, Crow-san", or anything else from his bag of tricks. He just clings, nestling quieter and closer like a kitten to its... well, to its mother. He feels okay, maybe?
Then he has a thought, which he manages to express.] You're cold.
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Then he has a thought, which he manages to express.] You're cold.