It's definitely chilly out. In a way that actively bothers Lapis now that she's not a rock anymore, but she's still stubbornly refusing to wear shoes, to wear anything that might actually provide more warmth than her halter top and skirt.

Her arms are around herself to preserve what little heat she has, and she gives him a look.

"It's colder too," She points out, clearly unimpressed. "But it does beat sitting around doing nothing. I've done more than enough of that to last several organic lifetimes."