Stone Circle Breathing in the snowflakes

A little? Remy held a kind smile so as to not seem patronizing of the young woman, but he could tell that she was far beyond just a little cold. A small den isn't going to keep you warm in the storm. He drew closer so that he wouldn't have to yell, though it meant that the pair were now close enough for their pelts to touch. He dared move a bit closer, using his own warmth to help supplement her freezing frame. What's your name then?