It wasn't difficult. [And had it been, seeing his reaction would have made her forget.]
[She gives a soft hum of gratitude when his jacket falls over her shoulders, and she reaches up to pull the lapels closed a bit. The coat protects her from the night chill, the warmth from its previous wearer lingering pleasantly.]
[Lacus is silent for now, waiting for Lockon to take in what he's seeing. She won't ruin this for him with words that will be just as good in a few moments.]