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He just shrugs his shoulders and goes about making another tray full of ice cubes, taking the second tray out and handing it to her. "I see no reason to leave now, you seem pretty lonely after all. Besides, how do you know if I was supposed to die or not? I could have just hit a snow drift and ended up fine, if I little bruised and sore. You have no idea what the future has in store for a person, so how do you know if you're changing their fate? Unless someone comes out and tells you straight up that you're not supposed to do something I don't know how you're doing anything wrong." After placing the tray now filled with water he goes into the bedroom and grabs some pillows and blankets, setting them on the couch.

"Well, I would offer the couch to you, but that would probably be too warm for you, you might be better off sleeping on the kitchen floor because of the tile. That is if you do sleep..."