[At least there would be some Horus related death.

Once Set is out of the snow, and now freezing himself, he grabs onto Horus' hand. The room is a mess but that's the least of his concerns now.]

Don't be so cheeky when you were just crying like a little chick. [Set wasn't doing much better but at least he wasn't complaining.] To keep warm we need body heat. Stay close to me. We need a blanket.

[Time to cuddle, Horus.]