One thing Greed did was drag everything with him. He never carried just necessities. "Zoe, its gonna get form to 14 degrees tonight." Her legs would be ice cicles in the morning. He didn't exactly buy her clothes for comfort and warmth. He'd kind of forgotten that over how good she'd look in them.
He stood heading back downstairs to the bar where he bought a bottle of alcohol and drug a suitcase from the car. She was still seated in the same position when he left. His hands were still warm when he touched her face again. "If you don't want to freeze, you're gonna have to touch me." He peeled off his shirt and started to dig through the suitcase pulling out a few blankets. Best way to keep warm was body heat.