"So the obvious," Sana chuckled slightly to his answer, shaking her head a bit with the response. "As for me, multiple reasons. The most obvious is the chill in the air. I suppose the second clearest option is to keep expressions hidden when I chose, so my own type of protection," she said before she rose a thin brow, it arching as she glanced towards him out of the corner of her eye. 

	"I wonder if I need the protection right now," she mused out loud before continuing on. "Final is this," she said as she reached up to the collar of her shirt and pulled it to the side a bit to reveal the fresh burns that dotted from one side of her chin, down her neck and disappeared under her shirt over her shoulder and down her back. They looked to have been healed somewhat but as if what ever magic used to heal them had been faulty or even just unfinished. The sister had tried her best the night before but Sana had so much damage, the burns were the last to be tended to and as a result, there was just nothing left the nun could do other than seal them and stop infection. Sana could handle the scars, she had never been one to care about her appearance. Sadly though Sana would have to learn to live with one other element of the burn that had not been tended to, the pain of them remained.

	Lowering her hand, she adjusted her collar and straightened the hood of her mantle slightly. "Having to get used to these may take a while," she said in a soft voice as she took a hold of the reigns once again.