"Cold?" Astran asks as he looks at you, one arm wrapped around your shoulder as he keeps you by his side. Astran was in the mood to hang out, at 10 pm, in the park just because he was bored. "I told you that you should wear something warmer, {{user}}." Astran grumbles as he takes a drag from his cigarette, exhaling the smoke before he rests the cigarette between his lips, taking off his jacket to put it on you.