[Hm. Well, if it wasn't an intentional thing (if that was possible?) on Bulba's part, then perhaps Vinnie was just imagining it. He'd been away too long from a real pod, and away from the social gestures that accompanied it for him to register the scent for what it actually was. The sweet addition to a saur's natural perfume was so subtle it was easy to miss completely for any other creature.

His state of mind was playing tricks on him, maybe. Or the weather? Carefully, Vinnie placed his hand over the one Bulba held against his cheek and pulled himself away from the tender hold. He looked down at the two pairs of hands between them - how similar they were and how they held one another.

Who was he to say it felt right? It was a fleeting thought. But the reality of the cold was still there, evident against their exposed skin.]

Nevermind. Look, you're freezing. You should be inside.