[Ah yes, his mortal enemy, cold air from the doors. His sour lemons face kicks it up even more as he crosses his arms in front of his chest like that might help. Spoilers, it doesn't.]

It feels more like I sucked on a cube of ice or something, geez—!

[As for Leo's commentary on his transformation into a majestic marshmallow:]

You'd be surprised by how much cold still manages to get through all this padding.

[Granted, it'll probably feel pretty warm when he plops down next to him, trying to prove his point. Kashuu's just cursed with cold sensitivity...]