Touch was a little more grounding on Snake's end, he couldn't prove it was any more real than anything else his senses told him but he could at least pretend it was. Especially with the little things, like the warmth of skin underneath wet fabric.

Though since Snake himself ran warm at the best of times, his hand was probably downright toasty compared to the neutral surroundings.

"No, but we can't stay out here like this," if Snake noticed the flinching, he didn't let on. Instead working on getting them both standing.

"My arm got paralysed by a bug bite, I don't want to find out what else is out here." Sure he was getting actual feeling back in his fingers and hand now, but like hell was he going to let it happen again to be sure.