Wendy and Nick
"Yes." Neculai lowered his own voice to match Wendy's, finding his eyes and not letting go. "Your instincts can be a good guide. Especially when tempered by reason, and..." Nick was slowly moving closer to Wendy, feeling a chill coming off him like standing next to a glacier. "Experience."
Nick lifted his hand to touch Wendy's hair, expecting it to feel like brittle frost. He was surprised that it felt like real hair, smooth and silky, but definitely cold.
"What are your instincts saying to you right now?"