[Buy two sweaters. Palamedes shrugs; the objection and the softer tone there are hard to miss? He doesn't need to know the context to politely let it go.]

Suit yourself. And no: not before I woke up here. I was raised in a hermetically sealed Library and went on one very bad vacation without any snow, then — here.

[So that's just a big no all around.]

What do you teach?

[Like, Palamedes was Master Warden at 13, so it's not impossible that this tiny young man is a teacher...]