[Claude crouches down so they're at eye level, deciding he's more comfortable with that than standing over her.]

But it'll make you feel a little better. Even if it's just to get annoyed at me instead of focusing on feeling cold and miserable.

[He's still cold himself, and the absence of his cloak isn't making much difference to that, but he instinctively crosses his arms and hunches his shoulders as if to huddle up and keep warm regardless.]

So why don't we hang out for a bit? You have your own personal nuisance to distract you.