[His everything was probably stronger than hers, if you really thought about it. Not to mention his tolerance of the cold was probably higher than Nasuti's, as her thoughts often strayed to how cold her fingers were getting, rather than finding the most efficient path away.
Still, her thoughts all devolved to white noise when she felt two strong arms circle her waist, squeezing firmly enough for her to feel through the down and insulation of her coat and sweaters. She managed to seize a large gasp, crying out in surprise as her view moved from the crowd before her to the synthetic sky as she was pulled back, landing with a softened thud into the snow, cushioned by a warm body and a heavy blanket of white.
She managed to catch a breath between the shock and the laughter, after which she rolled to the side and scooped up some snow, throwing it on her captor quickly before managing to identify him.]