As Floyd shifts, so does Jade. Easily fitting himself against the body coiling around him. When his brother settles into his neck, Jade's face nuzzles into his hair. The heat radiating from Floyd isn't something to laugh at. If it weren't for the cold, Jade would almost be concerned he was catching a fever.

"You're warm also." His voice is soft as he lets his gloved hand trail just slightly from Floyd's hair down to trace along the back of his neck.

He hesitates for a moment, but then lets his thumb brush against Floyd's jaw before tracing the shape of his ear. They've done this countless times--he couldn't even begin to tell anyone how many times he and Floyd has squeezed him--but this time feels strange all the same. Perhaps it's the location or their brief conversation earlier... but he doesn't dare pull away. Even though they're already so close, Jade feels himself shift closer until they're completely flush. "Floyd?"