"I'm cold."
"Here, have my jacket."
"Thanks, Kristoff," Anna said as he put it on her shoulders. "Sorry, I should have remembered to bring my own."
"Don't worry about it. Besides, it's technically still summer, not like you'd expect it to get chilly this early in the evening."
Anna smiled as she rolled up the sleeves and buttoned up the jacket. It felt almost like a dress on her. The breeze blew off of the river again, but this time she wasn't cold.
"Remind me to give it back to me when you drop me off."
"I'll try," Kristoff promised.