'Dislike for you grows ever by the second..' he said, letting himself be pulled back up to first a sitting position and then to his feet. He blinked, once upright, and situated the cloak around his shoulders for a few moments, not really thinking about anything except how to tie the damn knot so that it wouldn't get so tight and tangled like it did last time..
'And usually, since it's so chilly, but last night I'm pretty sure I got the chainmail off and then passed out, so I didn't have time to get into the proper accoutrements for beddy-bye.'
finally getting the cloak adjusted and tied reasonably well, he let his hands drop to his sides and looked back over at the slightly smaller mage. 'Also, if you freeze my feet, I doubt I'll be walking anywhere without falling on my arse, so I don't see how that will help you at all.' Pause. 'Anyhow. Lead on, oh anti-somnia marauder master.'