He wasn't cold or anything, but he still took the blanket and draped it around his body. "It's not just being here, I've always felt this way since I was young," he told her. He knew that if something did happened to someone, they wouldn't be able to come back like he could. But he also felt like he was being paranoid but he couldn't help it. Death was all around him sometimes.
"I mean, Tea lost Fiona twice and Ella left for awhile. I got lucky and she came back but I don't think I could handle it if she left again."