"Nah, I don't want your jacket." Mick muttered in a petulant fashion, even though he was trembling and his teeth kept chattering. He never did like the cold and it always sort of exaggerated in his head. He knew he was over-reacting but his brain didn't seem to take note. Instead, he froze his ass off. He pulled away from Leonard and started to move towards the car. "I want pie and coffee, let's get going. I'm so done with the outside."