She grins back and springs lightly up to her feet.

"I'll go get my coat."

(And her boots. And her scarf, and her gloves, and her hat, because it is the middle of winter.)

"If...you want to go now?" The question is awkward, a belated attempt at something sensible. Of course, given her poise is made up almost entirely of her restraining her desire to run and have fun, 'sensible' is relative.