Heat leaving the stretch of his side, cooler air flowing in through the gaps between their bodies. A distressed noise escaped Warrick's lips before he could even think about it, and even afterwards he couldn't bring himself to care enough to be embarrassed.

He did start fumbling with the buttons on his coat though. It was a bit of a lost cause, with the numbness and the increasing tremors shaking his shoulders and jolting his hands at the wrists. "S-sorry," he said, teeth beginning to chatter as the warmth of the fire reminded his struggling hypothalamus that his core temperature ought to be higher than this. "I c-can't quite manage..."

Though he could kick his snowy shoes off, useless as they were for the weather. He'd have to scavenge for better ones if he ever made it out of here.