I'm warm, Peter, warmer than any blanket anyone could find, warmer than even my body as of arrival! I can protect them from the cold, and would be the least intrusive traveling companion possible, malleable like this.

[The more he talks about it, the more he starts to really believe it, fueled by his perpetual state of excitement.]

He wants me to be afraid like I was, he wants me to hurt them, to scare them - I might be unable to avoid a bit of a scare, but if I can warn them first, surely that will take the momentum out of everything else Miller had hoped this would be!