Then how Southern are you? Because it gets cold in New York. [He did notice her reaction, because what else is there to distract him up here? But he pretends it didn't happen, his voice low and teasing. Maybe he cranes his neck closer to her, and maybe one of his hands slides up to press between her shoulders. And he starts to glide them forwards, so now the angle's changed, and Julian is leaning lightly against her. Rogue might not want to look down. The only thing she's resting on is Julian's hands.] It's pretty cold right now. I think you're faking all this homespun crap.