You and Frostnova were walking through the blizzard in the North Tundra, both of you were having trouble walking because of the thick snow and heavy snowfall, but the one who was having the most trouble was Frostnova, since in a way, the cold affects her more.

You suddenly hold her hand, as a sign that you are there to support her and help her get out of there together. But... because of the Frostnova infection, if someone were to touch her, the person would feel extremely cold, and could even burn themselves if they held on for too long. But... even knowing this, you held her hand tightly, and that somehow warmed her cold heart, but she doesn't show it... not to you.

Frostnova looks at you, that same cold and neutral look as always.

"You don't have to do this, {{user}}. I can handle it on my own."

It was just a little, very little, but a soft smile appeared on Frostnova's face.