"I meant out back when I said it, perfect meeting point between not making everyone watch and not getting too far from the lunch order for the forge."

River doesn't grab her cloak on the way out and the reason why is pretty obvious; stray snowflakes that hit her bare arms hiss instantly into steam, and her shirt near the shoulders is drying faster than it can get wet.

Her hand doesn't leave Mairi's. It is so very warm.

With the reasonable shelter of being behind the inn, River pulls the genasi close, looking playful and nervous. "So...come here often?" she jokes, almost tittering, feeling like she did as a raw recruit again.