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Shiloh held onto Liam as he stood, and almost toppled over. As he handed her scarf back to her, she shook her head. "So should you." She said, following after him. She didn't bother to keep her grip on her scarf, discarding it in the snow as she hurried after him. She thought about what he had whispered, and nodded to herself, as she caught up with him, and grabbed his wrist. She stopped, trying to tug him gently back towards the house. "Liam, please. You'll freeze." She pleaded, not letting go of his hand. She could feel his body shaking, just by holding onto his wrist, and pulled him a but closer so she could put her arm around his back, and try to warm him up a little. "Being out here in the freezing cold won't help anything, Li." She murmured gently, again pulling him back towards the house.