You know, I hadn't realized how much I missed something as simple as waffles until you mentioned them.

[She says offhandedly. She doesn't even particularly care about them, but damn if a good waffle wouldn't be the best thing right now after eating gritty rations...

Cold, though, huh? Trish can't imagine dealing with that. She'd turn into an icicle in no time at all. Totally spoiled by the balmy Mediterranean climate of her home, she is.]

Italy is the exact opposite of Ravka. It's generally mild or hot and very rarely cold. I doubt I could get away with wearing what I am now in your country.

[She gestures to her outfit, which exposes way too much skin to ever be viable in a wintry setting.]

Especially if it snows there.