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In addition to his many other talents, Nash also turned out to be able to turn a shapeless heap of kindle into a nicely burning campfire in almost the same amount of time it took Chris to take care of their horses.
"Isn't the Ice Maiden afraid she will melt if she sits too close to the fire?" The smile that reached his eyes took the sting out of the question - he was merely teasing her. He seemed to enjoy doing that.
"The Ice Maiden is afraid she might freeze to death if she doesn't get warm soon," she said.
He chuckled. "I know of an excellent way to get warm quite quickly, if you'd be willing to cross over to my side of the fire."
She smiled at him, unbuttoning the top button of her shirt in spite of the cold. "I am quite comfortable where I am, thank you. However," she paused, asking herself one last time if she really wanted to do this, here and now and with this man, "you're certainly free to come over to my side of the fire."