[ Basking in the literal glow of the walls, Riley takes a moment to respond, and when she does, it's to pull her coat closer and to swiftly insist: ]

O- oh, no, I'd really much rather keep it on, so- so I don't leave it somewhere, or...something.

[ The stupidest possible excuse, and her back twitches just a little, but maybe if she covers it with a mostly even smile, he won't ask-

Oh, wait, he's already just. Making his way presumably to the aforementioned garden, not giving Riley time to perfect her polite but upbeat excuse. Lest she get left behind and absolutely lost in what she worries is one of those...bigger-on-the-inside type places, she trails after with a soft noise of alarm. ]

Just, um, some water, please.