Xolotl felt feeling come back and it hurt after the numb nothing of the cold. He whined like an injured child too young to know what was happening to it, coughing and choking as the cold air rattled with more strength from his lungs, one hand feeling out and coming to wrap around Tezcatlipoca's wrist, not holding it down but just holding on like he was afraid to fall away.
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forgotten_gods,