Fay beamed at him, withdrawing the hand. "You sound like Kurogane. Are you going to let me help you or you going to let yourself suffer because you're stubborn?" he asked calmly. He noted the shivering and hesitated a moment before writing out a spell with a finger, he owed him that much, he could't contact the witch, and had....essentially driven a wedge between he and Matt within five minutes of talking to them.

The room lit with blue writing and his fur lined coat from Celes appeared, Fay draping it over over him before he could protest. He held out his hand, waiting to see if Mello was going to give him the knife or press on himself.