"You do realise that if she catches you drinking and muttering to yourself on duty she'll gut you, which could be warming I suppose." Lawliss murmured as he wandered up behind Ley Ley, his tall frame also bundled tight against the cold.
"Gimmie a nip on that" Lawliss reached for the flash in her hand, coming to stand beside her. The winter bored him, cold people got drunk but tended to keep it to their own tribes, which meant there was a lot less stuff to break up.