( It was a wonder Karlach didn't knock his hat off to begin with, given how insistently she was nuzzling into him. Being bereft of touch for so long was excuse enough to ignore any semblance of propriety - not that she had much to begin with. Her grip did loosen just a little bit to make sure he didn't die in her grasp, but she absolutely did not release the hug entirely. )

If there's one thing this piece of shit engine is good for, it's keeping everyone else warm when it matters. You should have seen the trail I left behind in the segment I woke up in.