Ah. I remember that feeling. It's kind of shite.

[ She sighs loudly. Rubs at her cold face with her gloved hands. Then she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a blanket, tossing it onto Gladio's chest. ]

My answers may be laced with bias, but if you've questions I can try to answer. Though I'd rather not freeze my tail off in the snow while I do.

D'you want hot chocolate?