Rush took a hold of her hand, taken back by how soft it was; most of the women he hung around with were the opposite at times, though maybe that was because of their battle-hardened figures.

He stumbled to the side, falling to the ground and breathing heavily, still a tad exhausted. Raising his head, vision but a blur, he nodded towards Serah, teeth chattering from the cold. "T-t-t-t-thanks..."