He beams at the girl, happy for the easy agreement. Seems he said things the right way in this instance.

He doesn't have any good winter jacket himself, so he simply focuses on tidying his work pile to carry, lest any kids stumble out and see their essay results too early or the like. He makes sure to be ready for the girl's return.

The notebook gets a curious look. "Writing something?" He asks. He starts to walk with her to the door.