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She may have had a point, but he wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction of letting her know that he knew that. Instead, he just went back to staring at the cracking wall on the opposite end of the alley, shifting again against the wall they were both leaning against, trying to get a little more comfortable despite all the factors working against him. It was his own fault, not having a coat, but maybe if she hadn’t been stupid enough to come outside without a jacket on just to yell at him, he wouldn’t have felt compelled to give her something else to wear. Of course, had he known that was all she had come out there for, he might have just kept the coat to give her more incentive to go inside before she could complain about how he wasn’t smoking his cigarette properly.

Still, when she merely dismissed what he had said, he couldn’t help the way his brows creased in the center, giving her a suspicious sideways glance. Was this some sort of trap? Before he could think too far into why she hadn’t demanded he get back inside that instant and get back to work, she pointed out that it was snowing, causing Amycus to mirror Alecto’s stance, with his head tilted back so that he could get a better look at the sky. A few snowflakes got caught in his lashes before he blinked them away, turning to look over at Alecto. She wasn’t giving him a hard time, and while some part of him was tempted to see just how far he could push her buttons, he just gave her a nod of acknowledgement, letting her know what he’d try not to fuck up something so simple as closing the shop.

"I can manage that.”

He continued look at her, switching the cigarette from one hand to the other, extending his newly freed hand out towards the collar of his jacket, moving some of her hair from beneath the fabric so that it was no longer caught there.

“I think this might look better on you than it does on me.”