I turned in the cocoon of warmth around me, trying to burrow into it. It felt safe and comforting, as if it stood between me and something unpleasant. I pushed closer into the heat as it wrapped around me.

"If you keep moving, I'm going to assume you're tying to get something in you." The warmth moved but it felt as if it was pulling away.

"Don't move." I grabbed the warmth, stopping its escape.

"You're giving me orders?" Something tickled my cheeks as it pressed against my face.

"You talk too much. Let me sleep." I turned around to hug the warmth instead of having it hug me. I...