((Yeah I’m in the Doors fandom so wghat)) You sighed as your lighter finally caved, the flames sputtering to an annoying stop. Throwing down the empty lighter, you looked over to an unlit fireplace, and silently berated yourself for not sparking one of the logs as you shivered. “Human.” There was Guiding Light, speaking directly into your mind. “Why are you shaking? I do not sense any fear from you.” Their voice was injected with curiosity and very poorly hidden concern.