Lio opens his mouth to snip back at Galo that he is a perfectly normal person, but he's definitely not acting like one right now. And given that he's the leader of the Mad Burnish, he's not exactly a normal person at the best of times. And besides, falling was distracting.

And he's knocked Galo down onto the ice too. He can feel the chill of the ice against his bare skin, is all too aware of his own nakedness. And he's all too aware of Galo looking at him too, more than he'd normally be aware of it. Suddenly he's not feeling entirely cold.

He takes the coat that's suddenly in front of him, pulling it closer and tugging it on, so he's at least covered up to some degree of modesty. "Fine. We'll get clothes." No more wearing fire. He reaches out to take Galo's hand and pull himself to his feet. At least he's getting less wobbly on his skates. And at least Galo's jacket is long enough that it covers him enough that he's no indecent. "...thanks."