You're lucky I'm too si-- cold to be bothered by your flirts.

[And by bothered, Ser thinks, she means pleasantly embarrassed. Rosa'll pat beside her on Duchess though, kind of a hesitant and slow one because the closer he gets the worse it's gonna be for her. The Lucario will hold her drink.]

You can sit, if you want. Duchess is an excellent warmer. And I, um, wouldn't mind your company. Since you're around.

[Naaaaailed it.]