"A bit," she admits with a shrug. And it's his fault, but not so entirely that she feels like rubbing it in. The environment is as much to blame; it could be warmer, or less windy. "I don't think this place was designed with two-legger comfort in mind, elsewise there'd be towels or something." She supposes there are animals that might like playing with (or under) blankets, but she hasn't seen any around.