She doesn't know what to say

Thurkla looks over at the pitiful, naked, shivering, little (at least metaphorically) elf.

Morgala looks back at her, her hands rubbing up and down her arms to try to warm herself up, while also inadvertently making her bare body jiggle quite enticingly.

Thurkla says nothing, but the orc's eyes are wide, and she has a blank look on her face, but the way her face blushes violet tells it all.

"OH TH-THANK Y-YOUUUU!" Morgala squeals as she grabs hold of the large green woman's bare midriff and hugs her.

Thurkla gasps as the elf's icy hands touch her tummy, but otherwise attempts to stay as stoic as she can with a soft, beautiful, and thoroughly naked woman rubbing her tits against her body.

The orc's heart pounds away in her chest as she subtly tries to cross her legs, and hide the fact this intimate skin-on-skin contact is getting her very hot and bothered down below...

"Mmmmm, y-you're s-so w-warm..." Morgala says as she snuggles against the blushing orc.

Thurkla sighs and tries to focus on the road ahead, but... Morgala just smells so nice, and the way she's touching her is just so...

The orc shakes her head as her face burns even hotter, causing her to fail to notice a potential problem further up the road...