Daring to break the ladylike throw with a roll of her eyes and a nod, Anne's head tilts as she fans herself with one hand, which does...a good lot of nothing. It's bad enough that she must be covered in layers, but also to have chosen black, she must truly endeavor to suffer. But she is one to feel that a good cause is worth bearing discomfort or pain for.

Though she made this dress as breathable as she could, with what was offered, there's only so much to do.

"Truly, it is not a constant heat as I have ever before known. What of your home? Is it any such like?"