Faith shot him an amused look, her eyes lingering on the warmer jacket. "You know I could get all feminist and point out that I am a big and scary Slayer and how I don't need some man to protect me. But..." her hand shot out to grab the jacket as an impish gleam entered her eyes. "I'm cold so gimme."
She slipped her arms into the warmth. Maybe she was kidding herself, but it felt as though the warmth was from more than just the jacket, it felt like it was him. She closed her eyes with a small smile for a moment before she realized and snapped out of it, turning the smile into a satisfied sigh at the warmth before she looked at Sam.
"Now, if you get too cold, I can always give you a hug to warm you up again," she grinned teasingly.
"Thanks by the way," she glanced first at him and then at the ground as they started walking again. "For coming out with me. Even in this weather. It helps, having you here." It felt like he kept the nightmares at bay, made her feel confident enough to actually do this and win. That was just the effect he had on her.