Cold. That’s all it was. Trapped in a cabin while a blizzard infected the area outside was one of the worst conflicts Norton could be in. Except, well, you. While he was rained on with snow and hugged by a red, plaid blanket as an attempt to stay warm, you happened to be stuck in the exact same cabin as the man. It was silent, but not silent enough to hear the man’s ragged breathing from the other side of the thick cabin. You two were alone, the wind hurling outside.