I chose the fabric for this outfit when I put it together to be light and airy despite the layers, in fact.

[So not for the snow. But then she looks down at her neck, blinking.]

When did that even get there?

[She's gonna do as he says though, and as it fizzles into steam in the fire with a pitiful pop and wheeze, the effects on her half frozen limbs are almost like night and day. Her face starts to return to a proper tone instead of being overly flushed from the cold, the blue tinges of her finger tips fading back into pink as she clutches the blanket tight around her.]

Sheesh!