[Felicia will be more than grafeful for those intact combat instincts if a robot does decide to arrest them for alleged indecent exposure, but for the moment that thought can't be further from her mind. Finding a thick, comfy blanket in the mess of the closet, she lets out a soft 'ah ha!' before pulling it out and stepping back into the open.]

Here we go, [She said, rushing back over to the bed and gently draping the blanket over Raven's relaxed figure. He really had gotten comfortable, she noticed-- but that just made her job easier.] This should do the trick of warming you up, no problem!

Except...

[Shouldn't there be another heat source to help with this? They didn't have a fire, but...

She had herself, and her job now was to take care of patients with the same dedication that she took care of Corrin with. Toeing off her shoes, she slipped under the blankets with Raven and snuggled up close to him, wrapping her arms around just to be doubly certain that he was going to be as warm as possible.]

...Sorry if this is too much, [she said, shifting into a more comfortable position.] But there wasn't a heater in the closet, and I would feel terrible if you got sick because I wasn't paying attention outside.

Are you any feeling better now?