Kids, teenagers -- we're used to both, makes no difference. Unless they're yours.

[ Are they yours, Saul? He's not going to ask directly, but.

He looks at Saul with mild surprise, then at the offered hat and gloves. It's tempting... he accepts the gloves, but lets Saul keep the hat. ]

Meet you halfway -- can't let you freeze either. [ He's of course not even humoring letting Dahlia fend for herself, and shakes his head. ] Or you, no, keep it. You heard him, it's not even that far.