[The cold is down in his veins. Jon lifts his head back up to Algric, seeing that iced over face. Nods once, like he's made a decision.]
I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere.
[A half-hearted joke as he climbs out from under the duvet. There's the sound of a door opening, and cloth rustling before he comes back, a couple more heavy winter blankets in his arms. He spreads them over the bed. Nods. Then climbs back in, fully intent on keeping his promise.]
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I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere.
[A half-hearted joke as he climbs out from under the duvet. There's the sound of a door opening, and cloth rustling before he comes back, a couple more heavy winter blankets in his arms. He spreads them over the bed. Nods. Then climbs back in, fully intent on keeping his promise.]