He knew that he didn't have to. In fact, doing things that he had to do wasn't exactly one of his strong points, either. "Yeah, well -- sometimes there's just things you wanna do," he didn't look down at her again, only forward as he pressed on towards the gates ahead.

Jecht didn't feel the cold anymore. Especially not with Meg pressed up against him. "Besides, this works for keepin' me warm, too," he chuckled.