" Rollan flew forward, banging into Meilin. She grabbed him, trying to keep upright, and he grabbed her, trying to keep from falling. And for a moment they stood there, covered in leather and furs, and beneath it two people who were, essentially, embracing. “Sorry,” Rollan said. But she didn’t let go. He turned his face slightly, and the openings of their hoods brushed together. Her face was very close. Instinctively his mind whirled, searching for something teasing to say. But Abeke beat him to it. “If you two are done playing kissy-face,” she said, tugging on the rope. Meilin and Rollan both pushed away from each other and began walking again. "

― Shannon Hale , Fire and Ice (Spirit Animals, #4)