"I shan't need it, dear weatherman. You're welcome to it." And Drusilla laughs, "there's plenty of ice and snow if things need freezing. Pack it in a barrel, hide it in the earth? Cellars are cold places, best for cold things."

She reaches out, and if not dodged or otherwise stopped, will pat his cheek. Her hands are cold things.

Her attire, just a simple blue dress, is entirely inappropriate for the season. Though she does have heavy boots, same as any of the winter arrivals from the ferry. Is that why she's so cold, or is it something more?