She chuckled at his reaction - it wasn't like one could stop themselves from laughing, after all. And then she gave him a grateful look. She scoffed, then, "Excuse you, my feet are always freezing." Even when she was sweating with fever from the early stages of the change, no matter how calm the potion made her. "Isn't that one of the reasons I have you? To warm my feet?" She loved sticking them against his when they lay watching movies or making out, partly for the warmth and partly for the reaction.
She sighed, "If putting an ice spell on them would make you rub them like that, I may have to start doing that on the regular," not that she would - she hated being cold - but it felt so good. Even made her rib cage feel a little less sore.