[Rachel blinks at the alchemy before hesitantly taking the coat, eyes widening. He's right. It's warm and dry. She shrugs it on quickly, sighing in relief at the warmth.]
How did you -- do that? Make the coat warm?
[This has to be a dream. obviously. That's what makes the most sense.]
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How did you -- do that? Make the coat warm?
[This has to be a dream. obviously. That's what makes the most sense.]