[He probably shouldn't be standing out here in the wet cold like this with no jacket on after getting over an illness that almost killed him. This thought comes courtesy of the realization that he's shivering a little — not that he thinks the weather has anything to do with that, but it's good cover. It'll get him out of this situation, at least.
...except first he's going to bow his head, almost like he's about to kiss her shoulder. Again. It's too familiar a gesture, though, especially paired with the fact that he's still touching her arm like he was touching her arm back in his room that night, so he doesn't. Wants to, but doesn't.]
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...except first he's going to bow his head, almost like he's about to kiss her shoulder. Again. It's too familiar a gesture, though, especially paired with the fact that he's still touching her arm like he was touching her arm back in his room that night, so he doesn't. Wants to, but doesn't.]
You should go back inside.
[Careful word choice: you, not we.]