"Will it be warm now? If so, then you've got me for the night," the miserable tiefling said.<br/><br/>She looked surprised at the gift, clearly not knowing what to say, other than to blurt out an awkward 'thank you'.<br/><br/>"Me? I'm fine. Three square meals, a chance to set things on fire, and warm, most of the time. Better than life's treated me, on average."