Considering how cold it is outside, the chill in his touch is likely less noticeable. More noticeable is how little the cold outside seems to bother him, almost as though he doesn't particularly understand why it would - he's not even bothering to fake it. His grip is pleasant though, as though he either shakes hands on a regular basis or has deliberately learned how to shake hands well, comfortable and comforting.

"Really? My understanding was the whole point of the... Dominants was it called? ... was that you didn't do much relying on anyone. Is it not actually like that?" there's no snideness to the comment whatsoever, he seems genuinely curious.

He also looks relieved as the elevators to the Down come into view, which if nothing else paints him as someone who lives in a time where he knows what an elevator looks like.