“Uh—”

The ex-soldier is perplexed for a moment, wondering if she was messing with him. Could he even catch a cold anymore— He hadn’t had one since the experiment.     Cloud swallows, suddenly painfully aware of the delicate hand that rested against his bicep. Part of him was tempted to flex a little—-

                            “I’ll be fine——- Or I could get a jacket, I guess.”