I'm fine. [A smile as he shakes his head. Worrying about being a good hostess is the last thing she needs to do - he's a pirate, he's used to all kinds of places and people and as long as she's happy, he's happy.
Which brings us to what he originally had in mind with that question: stepping further out on the balcony he slips out of his jacket, holding it out for her to take. If she's a little cold and he's plenty hot-blooded, then offering her a bit of warmth is the only thing he can do, as a gentleman.]
We can stay out here for a little longer, if you don't mind?