Gilbert pulled a hat on, being sure not to pull it down too tight. One must not give away all of one's...mistakes. He was more than a little sensitive about the horns on his head...even if they were small.
He slipped outside at the sound of someone apparating into his yard. He opened the door and stepped outside, pausing at the sight of the young girl standing around in a skirt. His immediate thought was to cast a warming charm on her right away, but that seemed like a poor idea. You did not just cast spells on people who you didn't know...even if they were improperly dressed for snow.
He moved up next to her, making his presence known as little filled with surprise as possible. "Are you not cold?"