James' hand was warm against his, for the brief moment it was there, and just reminded Jay how very cold he was. He followed the other boy towards the building, pretty sure that he actually would end up passed out on the floor bleeding if he attempted to teleport them inside, and, well, that was no way to go about making new friends.
"Kinna didn't think, y'know? To dress for the cold." His accent was getting thicker in his discomfort, blue lips forming words with a distinct southern lilt to them "I was running around, didn't expect to go falling in the snow. Twice."