The wind opened my cloak. I won't write down why I didn't close it again.

• BridaI know how heavy that cloak is, the wind couldn't open it if it tried.
  ErhardYou measure iron. I'll measure the cloak.
• RaymundThe ramparts aren't a place to stand for long, Your Grace.
  ErhardI know.
• HertaYour Grace, if that shoulder freezes, my hands suffer all winter long.