"It is mine," Proto said immediately to the comment about his scarf. He would not relinquish it. Not ever. Which was probably not what he was asking, but he was still defensive of it.

He did give out another blanket though.

"Sensation is important," he said after a long moment. "One comes to indulge in it, when it is rare. So do not feel bad. This is a kindness."

Then he looked at his stack.

"Seven. I took them from beds. It will do sinners like us no harm to sleep cold."