"God, I hate the snow." Misty Knight pulled her coat around her tighter. "And the cold."

"You can have my hat and scarf," Colleen offered. The sun was setting and with the wind picking up, the temperatures would only get lower.

Misty's face softened. "It's not that. I just-" She shook her head, feeling silly.

Colleen linked her arm with Misty's bionic one. "You just- realized teriyaki snacks are the best?"

Misty good-naturedly rolled her eyes, as snowflakes drifted on her mass of curls. "The cold makes me feel numb. Like when my arm was sliced off." She sidled closer to Colleen. "Sometimes I feel like I'm losing myself."

Colleen blinked, unsure how to answer. She felt the same way too, that she was losing herself, but Misty didn't need to hear that. Then they'd be the blind leading the blind.

Thinking quickly, she tugged her friend to a stop and pulled her the other way. "Change of plans, no recon tonight. Instead how about spicy Indian food. Cold beer. And my special hot chocolate for dessert."

Misty laughed, the sound deep as she allowed Colleen to lead her back to her sedan.

"I can go for Chicken Korma and a stout. But we need to work on your idea of dessert."

"Hey, two out of three ain't bad!"

And the ladies walked back to the car, arm in arm, as snowflakes danced around them.