She hadn't dared to look back again since getting twisted around into the corner of the closet. Some small part of her half expected to see a frigid demon of some sort, bemused expression twisted onto her face. So when she heard the sound of things dropping just behind her, somehow even more poignant in the crisp and unforgiving cold, she seized up and went rigidly straight.

Only this time, she was wrapping herself up. A cloak over top her nonstop shivering form. Though she really, really had to try and not think about how that warmth seem to spread out against her back and figure. Unobstructed by anything.

"Do you have any idea how crazy that sounds...you sound?" She sputtered, even as she found herself slowly reaching to and clutching at cloak. But...returning to that cold, on top of being afraid and confused? "Fine...Just...don't be so creepy about it." And under her breath, a simmering promise that she'd pay once this was all sorted out.