"Gelatine, but you can just call me Gelly," She rushed suddenly to him, and smooshed herself against his chest, "I need you to do me a favor." With a dramatic flourish, she spun away and stood facing the woods, "Winter is coming, soon. Being on this mountain and all, it gets colder here much faster. I need somewhere cozy and warm to hide away from the shivering cold. Or I'll freeze. Made of candy and all. It's a terrible thing to be a statue for five or six months, you know. And the animals tend to nibble...But I'm getting away from the point! Please, take me out of the cold and stuff me somewhere hot!" She turned back to him as tears rolled down her cheeks.