[Charles was silent apart from his chattering teeth, clinging to Erik and focusing on just putting one foot in front of the other. He was freezing, and he could feel his control starting to slip, picking up on some of what Erik was thinking and probably projecting some of his own thoughts by accident, even if they weren't particularly interesting beyond I'm cold and the hotel seemed farther away than it had been when they'd first run out here.
Still, he almost wanted to change his mind when they actually stood in front of the building. He was freezing, and he knew they wouldn't survive out here, but he really didn't want to go back inside.
He tried to grit his teeth and keep walking. At least it would be warm in there.]
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Still, he almost wanted to change his mind when they actually stood in front of the building. He was freezing, and he knew they wouldn't survive out here, but he really didn't want to go back inside.
He tried to grit his teeth and keep walking. At least it would be warm in there.]