She shivers at the nip and grins slightly, nodding slowly before she sits up, the satchel leaving her hip as she throws it, the cloth unfolding and flooding his entire form with the powder, from head-to-tailtip. She smiles slightly, blushing deeply as she tries to move away from him, hoping that with that much powder, he wouldn't be able to folow, hoping he'd just be reduced to humping the mushroom they had been on.