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Only didn't because you promised you'd keep moving. If I'd called you today and found you were dead from the cold, I'd have hunted you down to kick your ass when you revived.

[jumpthegun]

I'll bear that in mind for the next time, shall I?

I'm keeping moving. Still freezing, but there's a bath with hot water close to where I've made it to. I don't think there's anyone in the area. I'd kill to have someone to sleep with right about now.

[There's a pause, then a hasty follow-up message.]

For warmth. You know what I mean.

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Sure, if you say so.

My Pop used to say that only people with a guilty conscience make clarifications like that.

[jumpthegun]

Your Pop's a right git and so are you.

[So there!]

The point is, I'm making an effort not to freeze.

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And that effort would be greatly improved with someone to sleep with. Got it. I'll ask around for you.

[He won't, John is as far as this joking goes, but sometimes it's nice to be a jerk.]

[jumpthegun]

[He knows he's being teased.]

At least make sure she's pretty, please?

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[He snorts to himself.]

Making no promises, you'll take what I can get.

Keep warm, and call me if you need me.

[jumpthegun]

I will, Bucky. Hopefully, this death price will pass soon. Night!