Giovanni's daughter Mimi decided now was the time to start howling. Tears frozen to his cheeks made him look like a christmas frost. He was shaking hard. Barely able to keep the ice from numbing his mind all the way. His face buried in his daughter's and his hood. Trembling. "D-d-d-daddy's t-t-t-trying. S-s-s-sorry c-c-c-can't w-w-w-w-work f-f-faster. D-d-d-daddy l-l-l-loves y-y-you." He chatters out. His voice shakey and his body weak. He rocked his daughter who would not stop howling and crying because of the cold. He looked up at her and paled even against the blueing of his skin. "S-s-s-s-sorry...i-i-if i-i-it w-w-was j-j-just m-m-me w-w-wouldn't h-h-have b-b-b-bothered y-y-y-you." He chatters out. Biting his lower lip. Clearly afraid she was going to hurt him for bothering her. He stumbles and makes it inside. The light showing the strongly bundled child in his arms. The fact he was wearing not but a tank top and the fact he was catching hyperthermia from the cold.<br/><br/>He shifted Mimi. "Sh-sh-sh-shhh M-m-m-mimi D-d-d-d-daddy's h-h-h-here. Th-th-th-theres w-w-warmth f-f-f-for y-y-you I p-p-p-promise." He says. Barely making it inside before he crumpled to his knees. "S-s-s-s-so c-c-cold. S-s-s-s-so s-s-s-sleepy." he says. About to pass out. Mimi's little face peers up at the pregnant lady. Howling still even as the father rocks his almost one year old daughter. "H-h-h-help M-m-m-m-mimi p-p-p-please." He begs her. More worried about the howling child than the fact he was near death. Mimi lay on the ground beside him. She rolls herself over a bit and curls up. Sucking on her thumb once she freed it.