He finishes dressing successfully, which is worthy of celebration considering how badly he's shivering. Nell's warm tongue feels rather nice against him, and he finds himself missing her whenever she passes him by. He quickly rejoins Watson's side and wraps his arm around him, huddling close together.

"Hot bath and brandy," he agrees, clenching his jaw for some relief to his teeth for a moment. "Is this how it goes then? I recommend the insane ideas, and you the sensible ones?"