A hot, fevered forehead.
His gaze was fevered but steady.
She was shaking, cold with fear on the inside and fevered skin clammy on the outside.
For once, he was grateful for the coldness chilling his fevered skin.
Yully moved towards him and dragged his fevered body close to the fire again.
Fevered and shivering, she felt too weak and hungry to focus well, but the shape of the black hourglass was unmistakable.