"Mallia," she said, giving the same little nod in return, seeming well pleased with this. "We should get you indoors... but in the meanwhile...."

She lifted her hands, still making her way toward him, and shook something out in a little motion. There was absolutely no way she'd just been holding that in either hand a second ago -- she'd not reached into any pockets, if that dress of hers even had pockets to begin with... and even if she had... she was holding a long hooded cloak of some kind now, a purple thing of thick, fluffy-looking fabric that would reach almost down to the ground once around his shoulders, and probably reach well enough across his chest to be bundled up in the center, easily held closed from inside. She held it out, turning it in an offer to help put it around him as they neared one another.

"This should at least do until then...?"