[Dude, do you seriously have ice on your shoes, wow. Naoya watches in a kind of horrified fascination, he didn't think it was that cold already, that's some talent you've got.]

Uh, why would I do that? It's not like I'm your mother or something, man. [Gross.] I'm just saying, if you're turning into a literal popsicle maybe you should sleep inside? I don't think the shopowner wants to find a dude frozen on their porch.