Bodhi watches him go dumbly, feeling the heat prod at the wet, clinging chill. He's still and useless for another minute, then sighs and does as he's told, stripping off the outer layer of tunic. The one underneath is basically dry, and he has the wet layers hung up by the time Jude is back, picking at the damp laces on his boots. He wants to argue, but he was obviously the one being stupid here. There may be some internal conflict over whether he should subject Jude to this in the broader sense, but it's definitely not Jude's job to help him deal with weather.

Instead of trying to argue, Bodhi steps over for the far more familiar gesture of taking Jude's hand in fingers that are still a bit icy. Whatever's going on with Kira, Jude is incredibly good to him and deserves to be thanked. He only squeezes gently and lets go, an apology for the state he's in.