บท 187: The Phantom's Empire

They were about to leave Susan's house, but a harsh wind blew past them, and Gael closed the door again. "It's too cold outside. You didn't bring any thicker coat with you, did you?" he asked.

When she shook her head, he went outside and retrieved a thick coat from the back of his car, jogged back inside, and gave it to her.

"What about you?" She tentatively held the coat.

"I'll be fine. I'm used to the cold."

"Don't be silly. You'll get sick." She pushed the coat back towards him.

"Now, you don't have to fight over a coat. Wait here," said Susan as she disappeared into a closet down the hall. When she came back, a coat hung on her arm. "Here. Take this, Dear. This has just been washed. I haven't been to Esmea in a really long time, but I know your state doesn't get as cold as New York. You'll freeze."