Pic began to whistle faster and faster as he nodded at Ash’s request. Pic strained himself to see where the disturbance was originating from. As the cold and warmth washed over him, his whistles started to become more frantic, yet more focused. A column of room-temperature, stale air began to form around him as his music brought a knee jerk reaction into effect, going with Pics wishes to remain insulated. It may have taken away the feeling of warmth and cold, but it didn’t take away the disturbing fear and uneasiness.
EDIT: changed too to room. Dang autocorrect.