[That answers one of Lust's questions. It is forged directly to him, like something out of a macabre tale from the gothic era. The Man in the Asshole Mask.]

We'll see what we can do to make it more comfortable.

[She knows the technology of this world isn't as advanced as his, there's nothing that could be done here to fix this.]

[But priorities. Lust heads to the little general store, focused and on a mission. There's a whole little rack of winter hats, and she paws through until she finds something that seems warm enough]

You're going to look like a lumberman, but I don't think you have any complaints about that.