[ Truthfully, there was a part of him that hoped this would be her reaction. And when she gives it to him, fleeting confusion awash on her face before she can look up at him, he can feel that sense of satisfaction well up inside of him. Yet he doesn't say a single thing in the moment beyond what's already been said. There's a knowing smile. He might not be some player or anything where he's from, but Ragna's got a lot more common sense than one might think. That, and there was a lot of care and kindness beneath all those layers of hatred and anger he'd been harbouring. Now Weiss was witness to all of it as she flusters.

Seeing her wrap it around her person, considering that it wasn't really "cold" out, Ragna's content in letting her keep it for as long as she wants. He's always been okay with letting her keep it.

"I like this." ]

Another piece for the good ol' Ragna Nest, yeah?

[ Without wanting to disturb the sanctity of his coat over her shoulders, he lets Weiss rest her weight against his arm some, slowly his walk so that they can better let the end of their night last. With just how close they were, one wouldn't have been able to guess how this day started after all. ]

Hey, before we head back, I wanna take you somewhere in the conservatory.