He watched her with vague amusement when it looked like she was on the verge of laughter, but he didn't know what she was fighting so hard not to laugh at. When she explained, he still didn't get it until she asked if he went shopping in his hat and coat. Then he fixed her with a look and just managed to repress rolling his eyes.
"What else would I go out in?" He asked, brows raised. "Sometimes I leave the coat at home in the summer, though," he admitted with a shrug. It was a very warm coat.
Trying to keep a stern expression on his face, he regarded her, curious if that would make her give into the laughter she was fighting off.