Nah, I'm fine with leaving the fan clubs to the Firsts. Fan clubs are good to get information from, but I don't need any information about me.

[Blatantly admitting to trawling through all the fan club gossip? Yes, yes he is. But really, if anyone should understand, it's a Turk.

Despite the warm banter, though, a shiver runs through him, prompting him to tug the thin bathrobe he's been using as a blanket a little bit closer around himself.]

Tell you what, though. We ever wind up in someplace that warm, I'll take my shirt off, just for you. Call it a celebration.

[Hard to sound teasing when he means every word of it. What he wouldn't give to be somewhere that warm right now.]