His jacket is dirty, a thousand sizes too big, and perfect. Era snuggles into it immediately with a sigh, not having realized quite how cold she was until she has a jacket with her old friend's warmth still lingering in it. She doesn't notice the proffered hand right away, much to her embarrassment, but quickly accepts the assistance once she does, stumbling only slightly as a bout of vertigo passes.

"Give me your phone for a second?"