"Why don’t we step outside to get some air?" He felt strong hands pulling his own away from his face and didn’t fight as Remus guided him from his chair and out of the hospital. While they both typically ran hot due to the Lycanthropy, he still felt the bite of winter in the air and the cold of the metal bench that Remus had led him to just outside. As if the weather could sense his desperation, there was not a single ray of sunshine penetrating through the clouds, and at any moment he expected those same clouds to part and dump liters of rain on his sorry excuse of a person.