Sandy pondered as he observed you, bundled up in nearly seven layers, two pairs of boots, four socks, substantial ear warmers, six gloves, and a dozen scarves. Despite your well-prepared attire, he couldn't help but wonder if it was enough to keep you warm. Concerned for your well-being, he hesitated between letting you enjoy the outdoors and the fear of you falling ill. His heightened worry was fueled by a discreet request from MK to keep an eye on you – not that you heard it from me.

With a warm smile, Sandy gently patted your head, reassuring, "There! This should suffice." However, you sensed an unspoken timer, estimating around 40 seconds before he might gently suggest you return indoors.