[ Though Koltira's body cannot retain warmth, he can feel it well enough, so long as a strong enough source is near to him. He craves such things, constantly, painfully, but it's nothing he'd ever think to ask for. Nothing he'd expect. Instead, he takes what he can, where he can. If Meallan is not repulsed to lean against him, Koltira won't shove him away. ]

I would not want you to make a promise you cannot keep. I ask only that you try.

[ He looks at Meallan directly, his long eyebrows furrowing. ]

I don't know what you mean. Your kindness alone is rare enough.