Corrin helps Gumshoe drape the coat over the angel's shoulders. With the cape she already gave, it must be feeling pretty toasty by now. She steps back once its done and smiles.

The angel slowly, turns to Gumshoe, and opens its mouth.

"More."

Corrin's smile falters somewhat. "I don't really think we have anything else to offer...I'm sorry you're still cold, but there's really a limit, you know?"

"MORE!." The yell causes her to jump back in surprise. The sword comes up. "I cannot bear this cold...give me MORE!"