[Her forehead is, possibly unsurprisingly, a great deal hotter than it should be for someone who's been sitting in an air-conditioned hotel, even if the air-conditioners are old and a little clunky.]
[For her part, she actually makes a face and leans back a little. Because holy crap, Harry's hand...]
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[For her part, she actually makes a face and leans back a little. Because holy crap, Harry's hand...]
Jeez, Dad, your hands are like ice...
[... Well, by COMPARISON, anyway.]