Warren shed his own coat and his own vest. He had planned to fire the rifle. But it could wait. She was tired and they were both cold. he decided he would warm up for a bit then go out to practice on his own. Only this time he wouldnt use magic. Part of his sniper skill set was that weather wasnt a factor for him anymore. At least not when it came to shooting. He would actually just stay on the porch and fire from there.<br/><br/>He went to the kitchen and opened the pantry. He had some old Gatorade here that he knew would still be good. He grabbed two. He only ever liked the Lemon Lime for some reason, the others, aside from an occasional Cool Blue just didnt taste right to him.<br/><br/>"Here, the electrolytes will be good for you. Cold has a habit of dehydrating you just like high heat. Though you tend to freeze before you die of dehydration." he let humor color his words.<br/><br/>"Also, If you do some push-ups it will warm the muscles in your arms and relax the stiffness from shooting."