This was the first time Quincy had spoken so much at once.

He was usually the type to keep his words to a minimum. "Stop crying. We're still here, safe and sound. Isn't that proof enough that we've been really lucky?"

He tried to smile, hoping to lift Lydia's spirits. Lydia wiped her eyes with her sleeve and nodded, "You're right."

The night air was bitterly cold, and a chill swept through the cave, causing Lydia to shiver involuntarily.

Quincy noticed her discomfort and hesitated for a moment before clearing his throat. He then suggested a bit awkwardly, "If we stay closer, it might help us stay warm."

suggestion was subtle, but Lydia immediately understood. Her face flushed, but her body acted on instinct, moving closer

like a small furnace. Lydia instantly felt a wave of comfort and safety wash over her. Without thinking, she gently wrapped her arms around his

Quincy was momentarily stunned but managed to

this, Lydia chose not to dampen the mood with doubt. She found herself hoping for the best, thinking that as long as they

agreed with a

something was

through her as she quickly shook him, her voice laced with worry, "Quincy, Quincy,

that Quincy who had been so optimistic and lively just yesterday would fall ill so suddenly. In their

disoriented. "Stop yelling, just let me sleep a

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