[He moves his hands and looks at her for a minute, frowning.]

And we should get you one, yeesh. Your legs are gonna freeze off.

[He sits up to take the jacket, putting it on and scooting over.]

At least come sit, Diva's pretty warm. What with the whole fire pony business.

[The Ponyta knickers softly, huffing and settling his head back down in the grass.]