[ Amos doesn't even realize he's shivering as Atsumu answers him, just nods in affirmation.

Fuck, though, he really is cold. There's a part of him that's relieved to hear his words, one crucial step closer to getting out of here, hauling ass back to the library and getting some goddamn clothes back on. ]

Alright. [ His voice is... well... chill, but there's an undertone of thank you to the word. ] You're gonna have to take that off, though. [ The blanket. ] Sorry. Let's get it rolled up. Sooner we've got everything packed up, sooner we're done with this shit.

[ The light at the end of the tunnel is in sight. A few more moments of suffering, and then maybe the next time they meaningfully meet up, they can be comfortably warm. ]