She had to admit, she was surprised Tet followed her. She wouldn't have run after him to insist she buy him a new jacket, but still, she had assumed the were would have left immediately following the brawl. Shrugging slightly, she prowls the forest, a tense silence falling over the two and she refuses to speak to him; the assassin was still seething at her loss. Vhalla is drawn away from her thoughts when she feels the warm weight of a jacket placed over her shoulders. Pausing, she looks over her shoulder to eye the handsome man trailing her. Brows arched at him in suspicion, she stops to look at him briefly before giving a small shake of her head in exasperation.

"You're the strangest man I've ever met," she grunts before continuing along, reaching up to grasp the jacket more firmly. She was cold, she supposed she could hang onto it for a little while, "Thank you," she says a little stiffly, but doesn't comment further on his kind act. When they reach the city, and find their way to a nearby store, Vhalla is grateful that he would be just fine shopping here, she even emits a sigh of relief before entering the store. Removing the borrowed jacket, she folds it over her arm as she stands just inside the entrance a little awkwardly. She hadn't been shopping in ages, the assassin had no need to, but she did love a nice expansive wardrobe from time to time. Sam would be proud of her at how much her tastes had expanded in the almost year she had been here in the city.

Scanning the store, she let her eyes travel to Tet who quickly made his way to the rack of jackets. While his back is turned to her, she can't help but let her gaze travel the length of his back again, noting the defined muscles beneath his shirt. It takes only but a moment before her cheeks flush bright pink again remembering briefly his naked body atop hers. Clearing her throat softly, the assassin actually takes a step backwards when Tet turns around and eyes her, giving her an almost hopeless look. Vhalla can't help but offer a small laugh at his expression, her lips even quirking up into a small smile. "You have no idea what you're doing, do you?" she chuckles before prowling towards him, her cheeks beginning to return to normal color.

"Let's see if we can find something similar to the one I ruined," she muses, pushing the borrowed jacket back into his hands as she steps in front of him, her back brushing along his front side and her hair close enough to tickle his face. Browsing through the rack she hums quietly to herself, a song she had learned long ago that had stuck with her for forever. Selecting three different jackets, she pulls them out, turning to Tetradore, holding the fabric up to his chest to see if they would fit his broad shoulders. Furrowing her brows in concentration, she mumbles softly, "I think we need a size larger, you're far too big for these." Hanging them quickly back up, she moves towards the next rack, finding the next size up.

Again, she removes three different styles, one with a fur lined collar, one with buckles and the third was a simple leather jacket with a zipper. Juggling them in her hands for but a moment, she whirls around to Tet holding them up, "Here, try these on. I'm pretty sure they'll fit. After you try them on you can decide which one you like or you can pick a different one," she shrugs rather indifferently, offering the fur lined one first while retrieving the damaged jacket in the process. Tossing the burnt material over her shoulder, she pops a hip out, blowing hair out of her face. She was already warming up to the point she was almost hot. "Well, what're you waiting for?" she asks a bit impatiently.