Unfortunately, Devin doesn't have much in the way of body heat to offer, seeing as he's naturally colder than Aly. The water and his jacket around her probably makes them feel about even.

"I know," Devin acknowledges; the task isn't the easiest when one is in fine form, much less when you've just taken a thirty-foot tumble into a canal. He adjusts his hold on her to be more secure, walking at a brisk pace. It shouldn't take them long to reach their destination, at this rate. "But you're not usually one to back down from a challenge." He pauses to glance at her before turning down another street. A few people are giving them strange looks. "Can you light yourself a fire like this, or are you still too wet?"