A long coat came flying at her, having been thrown by the other man up ahead. She caught it easily, but begrudgingly. The implication that the cold would be what killed her was insulting. "Tsk."
"My getup?" She frowned until he asked how she made it up North wearing her armor? "You mean my armor? What's wrong with it?" She growled lowly. This idiot wouldn't know proper battle attire if it slapped him in the face. "I just landed on this planet a few minutes ago." She shrugged. "Take your jacket back. You need it a lot more than I do."