Seth touch vs fear

How long would it take to lug Warren outside? Would the time spent dragging Warren cause him to miss his window of opportunity for slipping up the stairs? Maybe, but he couldn't just leave him there! Crouching, Seth looped his arms under Warren's and began hauling the larger man backward across the tile floor toward the door. "Seth," Warren breathed.

  "You with me?" Seth asked, surprised.

  Warren tucked his feet beneath himself, and Seth helped him stand. "So cold. . . like the grove," Warren mumbled.

  "We have to hurry," Seth exclaimed. He started across the kitchen, but Warren did not follow. Once again, he appeared paralyzed.

  Seth returned to Warren and grabbed his hands. Life rekindled in his eyes.

  "Your touch," Warren murmured.

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Seth held Warren with both hands-the added contact seemed to invigorate him

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