It was cold. No two ways about it. The island they had made port at was in the midst of a harsh winter. Not something they were aware of going in, but not something they couldn't handle. Or at least a portion of them. Thatch stood next to Marco as he shivered.

"I hope the docs hurry up and get the medication already so we can leave." He huffed as he tried to rub feeling back into his icy fingers.

"We've only been here a day, be patient." Marco adjusted his scarf and looked out over the deck.

"So says the bird man, immune to the cold." Thatch scoffed and Marco rolled his eyes.

"How many time do I have to explain I'm not immune to the cold? Am I resistant to it? Yes. But that doesn't mean I don't get cold too." Which was true. Despite the Phoenix being dubbed a 'fire bird', he wasn't naturally protected by all elements. At the end of the day Marco was a Zoan user who was still at risk of exposure.

It was why Marco was bundled up too. Not like Thatch was but still covered all the same. Scanning over the deck again, Marco snorted.

"There is a fine example of someone truly immune to the cold." Thatch raised his brow and Marco gestured just beyond them. He turned and a noise left him that was between a squeak and a groan. Across the deck was Ace in all his shirtless glory.

"That's just not fair." Ace was laughing at something Izo must have said passing by. Not in anyway affected by the cold. Another member chucked a small handful of snow at the youngest member and it instantly melted off.

It gave Thatch a sudden idea. His face set determined and he unzipped his thick jacket. Marco glanced over at him and furrowed his brows.

"What are you doing?"

"Shh and hold this." Thatch tossed his scarf at Marco and quietly made his way to Ace.

"I'm sure that whatever this is, it's going to be a bad idea" he heard Marco mumble. But Thatch wasn't going to let it deter him. Coming up on Ace, he was quick to put his plan in action. He jumped over on Ace and wrapped him in his jacket.

"Thatch!? What are you doing?" Ace yelped and tried to turn himself to look at Thatch better while trying to wiggle away. However before he could Thatch cried in victory as he zipped up the jacket and wrapped his arms around Ace.

"So warm." A sigh of content left him as he rested his chin on Ace's warm shoulder. He could hear laughter from around them and see Ace's cheeks turn deep red from the corner of his eye.

"In going to kill you."

"No you won't."

"I burn this whole ship down."

"You would never."

Ace gave a frustrated noise and his shoulders sagged. Thatch chuckled and hugged Ace tighter. The warmth really was a dramatic difference. Though getting the chance to just trap Ace in a hug wasn't bad either.

"You could have just went inside if you were cold, stupid."

"Ah and miss the chance to shower my little brother with all the affection he deserves. Not a chance."