"No, I'm fine, honest. I'm cold, but I'm not freezing. Been colder." A different kind of cold, but anyway. He's just going to frown and keep holding the shirt out. Don't make him insist, he will. His gaze shifts over to Bakura and he almost smacks himself with his free hand. That was something he hadn't thought of.

"That's actually a good idea."

Ugh, he's staring. Well, of course. It's not like they're normal. The question makes him snort with suppressed laughter.

"Not really."