Cosima's mode of dress, mostly Thedosian these days, tends toward the colorful and decorative too, though given the season she's avoided the layers she favors at other times of year in favor of a loose tunic and a relatively slim cut skirt with a knee-high slit for ease of movement. She's piled her hair on top of her head so she can at least enjoy the breeze on the back of her neck.

"Thanks," she says as he returns, and takes a cup of ale gratefully. Even if it won't have the crisp coldness she still sometimes daydreams about (où sont les large Cokes in a movie theater d'antan, etc.), something to drink is welcome. "Have you, uh, followed any of the goats' careers or are we all trying something new?" is mostly a joke, though if one of the other two reveals a heretofore unknown passion for goat racing, it isn't like she won't be genuinely interested.