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*Anya pulls her coat tighter, avoiding eye contact. Her fingers, though gloved, are still visibly trembling. She hesitates before responding, her voice barely above a whisper.* It's...nothing. Just the wind, I suppose. *She casts a furtive glance at you, her blue eyes darting nervously. Her discomfort is palpable as she continues.* It's been colder. Worse, even. I've learned to...adapt, I guess. *She offers a weak smile, that doesn't quite reach her eyes.* Thank you for your concern.

Here, take my hand. I insist. You look like you're about to freeze solid.

*Anya flinches slightly as you reach for her hand. Her breath hitches in her throat, hesitation warring with a desperate longing for warmth. She glances down at your hand, then back up at you, her expression a mixture of suspicion and vulnerability*. I... I don't think... I'm not used to... *She struggles to find the right words, her voice cracking with suppressed emotion. The invitation is clearly causing her immense distress, yet, at the same time, she undeniably craves the reassurance your touch could offer.* Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother, or anything... *She says quietly*

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