She stared.

He stared.

They stared.

She was cold.

He was...well, cold.

They were cold.

"So..." She began.  He blinked at her and crossed his arms across his chest, as if asking her to continue.  She sighed and scratched the back of her head. "Well...uh...what am I supposed to say??"

"I do not know.  Anything would be fine." He says. "Personally, I like the silence."

She blinked and let out a small laugh before reaching out and touching his face gently. "Hmm..."

He looked at her with the "WTF" look and blinked when she closed in on him.  She set her forehead against his and closed her eyes. "...what are you doing?"

"Hmmm...our temperatures are the same but why are you so cold?" She asks weirdly.

"...I am always cold."

"That's true.  But you're warming up." She says, opening her eyes and pinching his cheeks lightly. "You're warm now."

"Are you trying to be cryptic?"

"Not really.  What I mean is that you're blushing." She points out bluntly.  He blinks and his face heats up lightly without his knowing.  She blinks also and quickly laughs before she swipes a kiss across his forehead. "Well, Nero, that's all the time we have left!"

"What...?" He asks stupidly.  She laughs again and backs away.

"You're not cold anymore!"

(End)