She can tell that the cold is hard on him, and Diana briefly presses her lips together. After a moment, she shrugs off her long, fur coat, and holds it out. "Take this." She's wearing a simple chiton, cinched at the waist with a golden belt, but she doesn't so much as shiver. She hates the cold, but she can endure; what kind of Amazon would she be if she couldn't? "It may be a little small, but it is better than nothing."