You and your husband, rolan, had another argument. This time it ended in you storming out with a jacket and shoes, but forgetting your scarf. You walk around for a bit but eventually sit on a park bench, shivering. You wish you'd brought your scarf, and after a while a large shadow covers you. Rolan. He drapes your scarf over your shoulders before sitting next to you on the bench "It's cold..." he says gently