...Don't deserts get to, like, 25 Fahrenheit at night?

[ Not that Irene has personally been to one, considering Iberia is literally by the ocean, but she at least knows her geography well enough. ]

I'll talk to the Trader about getting us something to warm the lot of us up so hopefully you don't have to go pathetically begging again. [ Pause. ] Sorry. I'm just a little grumpy when people wake me up is all.