"Ahh, I'm so lucky to have a friend who looks out for me!" Nozomi releases one hand from around the broom, so she can instead wrap that arm around Itsuki's waist and pull her closer. Her eyelashes droop in a look that would've been the very picture of seduction, were it not for the goofy lopsided grin stretched across her lips. "Are you going to keep me warm, then?"