No, Helena speaks up

Helena glared at the pixies that were still fluttering about. "I'm not a wild one," she hissed, though at the moment she did look wild; half-dressed, teeth bared, hair and fur standing on end. "I'm human, I only look like this because of a spell."

"That sounds fake," one of the pixies said. "I don't believe you."

"Then believe this: if you don't leave my friend alone I'm stepping on yours," Troy threatened, his foot raised over a pixie on the ground.

The pixie in question sqeaked fearfully. "I think he means business!"

The flying pixies froze in midair. "Don't hurt her! We'll stop. Why is it always **** with you humans?"

"Because you were stealing Helena's clothes!" Troy put his foot down next to the one he'd threatened to step on, who breathed a barely audible sigh of relief.

"Speaking of... can I get them back please?" Helena's teeth were chattering from the cold now.

The pixies looked apologetic. "Ooh, no can do. Those belong to the forest now."

"What the hell do you mean my clothes belong to the forest?" Helena demanded. She nearly let go of her breasts in her anger.

"We gave them to the trees. If you try to take them back you'll be cursed. I'm sorry," one of them explained. Helena would have dismissed it as another prank, but he sounded sincerely rueful. That didn't make her any less cold, however.

Luckily, Troy came to Helena's aid. For the second time that day, he tore off his cloak and handed it over. Wrapping it around herself helped, but she was still shivering. Troy solved that one by hugging Helena, holding the catgirl to his chest and wrapping his arms around her back to share his body heat.

Helena eeped in surprise before melting into the boy's embrace. Her own arms came up to reciprocate his affection and she closed her eyes as she snuggled into him. She wasn't even embarrassed by the low purr that started in her chest, but she was very aware of her boobs pressing into him.

Troy, meanwhile, glared over her head at the pixies, who were suitably intimidated. Several of them were still stuck to the ground where he could step on them at any time, after all. "Please don't be mad at us. We thought she was a wild one you were controlling. We'll make up for it somehow!"

Helena opened her eyes and turned her head to speak. "We were looking for frost nymphs when we ran into you. Do you know if there are any around here? We'll forgive you if you can lead us to them."