If they were outside, and this weren't a party at which all the temperatures are carefully controlled, Benedict wouldn't hesitate to offer her his jacket should she truly be cold. It would not match her outfit, of course, but he can withstand the cold far better than her, thanks to his higher core temperature, and looking after her is his sole purpose in life at the moment.

If she wishes to distract him with her bosom, she succeeds. His reply is a beat too late to be flippant, and if she could see in the dark as well as he, she'd be able to tell that his ears are quite a bit redder than they should be.

"Do you require an escort back to your chambers?"