To Sing

I shrugged off my coat, my breath misting in the frozen air as I handed the coat over to the shivering performer. "Here."
His voice trailed off mid song. "Huh?" 
"You're cold." I stated bluntly. "Put this on and it will help your voice." I had no idea if that was actually true, but at least with a bit of extra padding on the man's thin frame, perhaps the song wouldn't waver so. 
He blinked, hesitantly taking it. "Thank you?" 
I shrugged. "Welcome." I mumbled. I jerked my thumb over my shoulder. "There's a little café two blocks down that's singer is sick tonight. If you want somewhere warm to sing, go in and ask for Teddy, he'll give you a chance."
The man's eyes widened and a smile broke out on his face. "That...thanks."
Again I shrugged. "Think nothing of it." I turned away. No reason for there to be two individuals shivering in the cold now was there? 

-Inspiration from random musings