Jemma smiled at his comment but she didn't say much more than that. They walked on in silence and she let her mind wander for a bit, it conveniently stayed away form sticky topics (which, perhaps surprisingly, she had a lot of.)
As they walked she grew more relaxed (and more cold) until she was ready to relent. "We should go home," she told him, nuzzling her face into his shoulder sleepily.