There's a store that's still trundling along with whatever power it's got. Hasn't been knocked out yet, and there are some supplies stocked up. [His goofy grin says (he hopes) that all is going to be well if she just follows along. And even though she didn't say yes to the sharing of the coat, he's going to shrug it off and toss it around her shoulders. Yes, it's cold, but he'll last a little longer than a human. He tends to run a little hot anyway.

The friends give him pause, although not enough to stop, because, again, cold. There's only so much a tweed jacket can do in a blizzard.] Let's get you warmed up first, ey? Might be they're already buzzing about the store waiting for you. Or that they're somewhere else. Did you lose them? [Hm, wait--] They lost you?