She nestled closer against him, feeling immensely comfortable in his arms but worrying a little that she ought to be the one holding him right now. The hand on her stomach and the kiss to her neck sent heat weaving down her spine; even though now was clearly not the time for anything but cuddling she couldn't help reacting to his touch. Her hand moved under her shirt to rest over his, finger sliding into the spaces between his. She turned her head to nuzzle against him and press a kiss to wherever she could reach. "None of that," she chastised gently when he talked about nudity. "You need to get warm and rest so that you'll be healthy enough for us to be naked together soon." He shivered again, and she tried to shift closer. "You're still cold? Do you need me to get you anything, love?"