( Her smile is both amused and sympathetic and she reaches reflexively to swipe a thumb in the same trail his own hands had moved to wipe his face, trying to push away some of the baby oil so it doesn't get into his eyes. When she realizes that she's reached out and touched him without actually thinking about it, her face goes pink again and she lets her hand fall away. )
What if you get cold, I wonder if...
( Caitlin crosses the room and picks up a throw blanket lifting it into the air with her eyebrows lifted. )
Surely, it can't begrudge you being chilly when it's cold outside...
( She hasn't given up just yet, apparently. If she can get a blanket around him, then maybe she could fashion a toga around him, too. )
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What if you get cold, I wonder if...
( Caitlin crosses the room and picks up a throw blanket lifting it into the air with her eyebrows lifted. )
Surely, it can't begrudge you being chilly when it's cold outside...
( She hasn't given up just yet, apparently. If she can get a blanket around him, then maybe she could fashion a toga around him, too. )