[Seto can agree with you readily on that, young lady.] I-I don't want to get sick... [It's dangerous to get sick in a world where there's no medicine or much to help you, he knows this all to well. Or at least his old man's made a point of it to him before. So he takes the jacket with his small hands and tries to put it on. It's obviously a little big for him (especially being so skinny and frail in the first place) but even as it hangs on him, he beams at her and bows a little]
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T-Thank you very m-much. [Then he looks to Crow]