Matt squirms closer to him, enchanted by this feeling-- the cold touching him, thrilling over his skin, but not chilling him.

(He is keeping part of his attention attuned to the spells. His anti-TMI seems to be holding up fine, though it's growing increasingly difficult to tell. He's more concerned with the heat-- with its running too hot or evaporating entirely.

So far, so good. He's a little overwarm, but it's nowhere near distracting enough to bother messing with now.)