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To Pete’s surprise, he genuinely enjoyed the company of Mork, their little chit-chat as they were sitting inside of the small cave, but the ground was cold and, thanks to the increased humidity and lack of sun in the closed, hidden space, Pete began shivering. Mork noticed the same moment. Pete began feeling cold, suggesting they should return to the surface, so Pete could get some warm sunlight. Pete had mixed feelings about going back. He liked the place and wanted to talk more while looking at the other paintings Mork drew over the years, but the shivering didn’t stop, and he felt colder with each passing second. Mork gently grabbed his arm, pulling him back on his feet together with himself, and slowly pushing him back into the water. Pete thought the water would feel cold again, but