Soft

Gage squints at Sapphire's hand for a moment, almost as if he was confused about the gesture. "Free." The word felt so foreign. He hesitates, but finally comes around the car and takes Sapphire's hand. He hadn't realized how cold his own hands were until he felt her warmth. He flinches, then looks up to see her eyes. "Sorry. You're just... soft." His face reddens and he turns, putting his hands in his pockets. "Um... this way?"