[Looks at the cape offered to her, then back to Elsa shaking her head quickly.] Oh no I couldn't! It's yours, you should use it. Besides. [Nods at the dragon again.] This little guy is like a living furnace. I'll just have him sit on my neck like a scarf.
[That earns a small snort in her ear, to which she glares back.] It's the least you can do after nearly getting me killed, Arrow.