[She curls her shoulders into it, holding it closed with one hand and an affectionate smile.] Thank you.
She won't ask if he'll be cold because yes, chances are he won't, and even if he would be-- he's being a gentleman right now. So it won't matter.
And she'll seek out his hand or arm again, until they get to the beach.] If you wanted to ask me something... since I asked you about your curse, you can.