["Whale Comb Sent Her" sounds like Mikey trying to spell. The thought almost makes him laugh, but he manages to hold it back.
He can appreciate not being out in the snow any longer. And coffee. Anything hot to drink would be nice right now.]
They're, uh... [He pulls the blanket back so he can take a look, grimacing.] Well, I think they'll be fine once they warm up, but I'm not looking forward to the thaw out.
[It's gonna hurt. Which is better than being totally numb, but still...]
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He can appreciate not being out in the snow any longer. And coffee. Anything hot to drink would be nice right now.]
They're, uh... [He pulls the blanket back so he can take a look, grimacing.] Well, I think they'll be fine once they warm up, but I'm not looking forward to the thaw out.
[It's gonna hurt. Which is better than being totally numb, but still...]