You always say that, but my hands are too pale and fragile, you know? Your hands are capable of work that mine aren't.
[He uses one of his hands to hold one of Tsumugi's, placing his other hand over the top of it. His hand feels cold as usual, but as he focuses, the cold increases into something very icy, and those little pricks and cuts begin to fade away. He does this one hand at a time.]
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[He uses one of his hands to hold one of Tsumugi's, placing his other hand over the top of it. His hand feels cold as usual, but as he focuses, the cold increases into something very icy, and those little pricks and cuts begin to fade away. He does this one hand at a time.]