"Your fingers are really soft and warm," more than usual. Tannusen obeyed Cassian's request with the water, however. Even if it seemed... stupidly cold. Wow, what was going on here?

"Everything's really... intense."

Still staring at the priest like an owl, too. The black sclera visible to the Enchanted priest can't be helping much, either.

But now, he's on a mission, and he starts pulling off his gloves -- he never does that, on the chimerical side of things.