"Yes," comes the first, the expected answer. "No," comes second and a little slower. Bruce has become so accustomed to acting one way privately and the exact opposite socially, and this enforced sojourn on their lovely island is throwing him a little for a loop. He's tempted to continue snarking, but Alfred appears to only have one blanket tossed across his legs.

And that will just not do. Subpar tea is one thing. Alfred being cold is another.

He glances around before filching a spare from a nearby seat that someone has obviously abandoned. After a brief hesitation, he takes the chair too and walks them the short distance to the fireplace. In short order, the blanket goes over Alfred, Bruce's coat goes over the back of his chair, and Bruce subsequently settles down.

"Learn anything exciting today, Alfred?"