You might wanna change into something a little warmer if that's your plan.

[why anyone would be impressed that it was snowing ever, john can't fathom. he can put up with snow, sure, but the idea of actively wishing for it escapes him. anyway, he's more worried if she'll be able to stand the cold in her dress. she is wearing a jacket, with fur on the collar (maybe?), but it doesn't actually look warm. more for aesthetics.]

I'm a career soldier. I've had years of practice.

[almost forty plus at this point. not that she needs to know his whole sordid history, but he has no qualms about indulging her question.]

But you're not so bad yourself. What's your name?