She raised her hand to her mouth, cold fingers pressing against soft lips.
The laugh that she stifled was as warm as the emerging summer, thawing the frosted ground and drawing the green buds onto the bare branches of the once-dead trees.
She winked her eyes open, the smile gently fading and leaving a soft echo on her cheeks.
Inside her mind, she reasons that it feels nice. It feels nice to have warm souls around her, especially considering it's been so long.
It's been so, so long.