Xavier shivered and trembled. He was easily moved inside but he was so close to crumpling. â€œM..m..my b...b...ba...baby.â€ He said in a chattering way. Even blue all over the only thing he was worried about was his baby. His baby was whining a bit. He rocked his daughter. â€œShhh shhh shhh.â€ He said in a soothing way but it came out with much chattering. He sunk into the couch she moved and got him in. He rocked his baby and stroked her cheek. Holding his baby delicately. He was in naught but a tee shirt because he had put his daughter in a thick, cozy, and warm cocoon. She was warm and not at all cold. He kissed his daughterâ€™s forehead. â€œS...s...see d...d....daddy g...g...got y....y...you s...some p...p...place w...wa...warm.â€ He chattered out. Quivering and shaking from how cold he was. His baby bag still draged across his chest and resting on his shoulder. He held his daughter close. He nuzzled her head and whispered to her in chattered out Italian. The baby cooing in response to hearing her daddy mumbling to her in Italian.<br/><br/>He looked to the woman as she came back with hot chocolate. â€œTh...th...thank y....y...you.â€ He chattered out. His lips slowly turning from blue back to normal. His skin still quite tinted blue. He shakily took the hot chocolate with one hand. Holding his baby at an angle but securely. He really was a good father. He hadnâ€™t wanted his daughter growing up in an abusive environment. â€œth...th...the c...c...car s...s...stalled. I...it w...w...would n...not s...s..start b...b...back u...up.â€ He explained. â€œH...h...had t...to g...g..get h...h...her s...s...some p...p...place w...warm.â€ He chattered out. Taking a sip of the hot liquid. It burned against his frozen lips. The hand holding it felt strange. He was shaking still but he was slowly starting to warm from the fireplace. He hoped the woman wouldnâ€™t be mad he was here. He had been caught between a rock and a hard place when the car stalled. Option one...stay in the car and freeze to death slowly but surely. Option two....bundle up his daughter and take the risk and chance to try and find someplace warm for his baby. He had chosen to take the chance that he could save his daughterâ€™s life. It didnâ€™t matter to him about himself. It had always been about what was best for Niya.