Her eyes moved down to his ankle, still twisted at a terrible angle between his foot and leg. Her eyebrows gathered together in concern, and she moved over to him and bent down. It was times like these Persephone wished she was a medic, or at least had some knowledge about healing. All she could guess was that it needed ice to reduce swelling - maybe there was a slight upside to being locked in an icebox. She looked back up at Dylan and winced. "I'm sorry, I wish I could fix it or something...I really don't know what to do. I'm sure the others will find us soon, though." she reassured. "Does it hurt?" she asked, and then wished she could go back and smack herself. Of course it hurt, his ankle was broken. And if he wasn't thinking about how much it hurt before, he sure was now. Great.
"Sorry," she apologized again. "I - hey, are you alright?" He was shaking, just slightly. She doubted he was even aware he was...he was shivering, she realized. Distracted by his ankle, she had almost forgotten they were in a room filled with ice, and that he wasn't giving off an uncontrollable and excessive amount of heat like her. Well, hey, this was one problem she could fix for him. She couldn't stop the waves of heat coming off of her no matter what she tried - her body's survival response was simply too strong. So she might as well keep both of them warm as long as she could. "Come here," Per murmured, settling down next to him. She stretched an arm around his shoulders, shifted so the side of her body was pressed against him, and reached for his hands. Her fingers moved around his, rubbing them gently and then wrapping around to hold his hands. "Is that better?" she asked, looking up at him.
"Sorry," she apologized again. "I - hey, are you alright?" He was shaking, just slightly. She doubted he was even aware he was...he was shivering, she realized. Distracted by his ankle, she had almost forgotten they were in a room filled with ice, and that he wasn't giving off an uncontrollable and excessive amount of heat like her. Well, hey, this was one problem she could fix for him. She couldn't stop the waves of heat coming off of her no matter what she tried - her body's survival response was simply too strong. So she might as well keep both of them warm as long as she could. "Come here," Per murmured, settling down next to him. She stretched an arm around his shoulders, shifted so the side of her body was pressed against him, and reached for his hands. Her fingers moved around his, rubbing them gently and then wrapping around to hold his hands. "Is that better?" she asked, looking up at him.