"I don't know," Martin replied, hardly taking time to stop and think about it. "I still have to, even if I can't."

He was getting aggravated. It wasn't a common thing — something he couldn't even recognize feeling. It was better to be cold, but there was heat under his skin, burning not unlike the fire cold started after exposure for so long. He clenched his jaw tightly, enough to make it hurt, and then let his breath out in a long and heavy huff, vapor blasting out into the air.

"Or...she's dead."