I know my hands aren't warm enough (to hold your cold cold heart)

Peter never liked the cold. It was bitter and biting and always pulled to the front of his attention. The snow stung his face and hands. Of course, they could never afford proper winter clothes either so every year, Peter was stuck with threadbare jackets that did little to filter the piercing chill of the wind. Then came the spider bite and it was so much worse. He never shivered. His body temperature would just drop with the weather until he just- stopped. They couldn't afford to be comfortable if they wanted to live.