[he's settled into a pretty steady shiver by the time Robin returns, huddled miserably in the blanket, staring at a spot of nothing somewhere near the wall. The slowed movements help-- he only flinches a little when he refocuses on Robin as he sits down.
Despite the shivering, the coolness of the cloth is very welcome. He doesn't fight that at all. The back of his eyelids are on fire, so he closes them. It will only take a couple of minutes for his fever to burn up the cold, leaving the cloth quickly lukewarm]
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Despite the shivering, the coolness of the cloth is very welcome. He doesn't fight that at all. The back of his eyelids are on fire, so he closes them. It will only take a couple of minutes for his fever to burn up the cold, leaving the cloth quickly lukewarm]