Wan's eyes widened and he looked completely mortified. The thought of clothes for her hadn't even crossed his mind. He was an idiot.

He hurriedly loosened his outer belt so he could pull his over-shirt off and hand it to her. Next came his scarf which he tucked around her waist and used to tie the shirt closed for her. The shirt ended up being a little longer on her than it was on him, so it actually fell comfortably to just above her knees.

"Sorry, sorry," he murmured as he frantically went about trying to make sure she was warm. "Do you need pants? I can give you my pants. Are you cold?"