Astrid smiles anyway, and reaches into a pocket, producing a nondescript knitted winter hat in a dark greyish blue, which she then stretches onto October's head, pulling it down so that it covers his lack of eyebrows.

"Mhm! Now we can go." She picks up the muffins and the remaining sandwiches and shushes October out the door, and Donald after him. She does not, however, stick around to snoop, but follows right after them, instead. Admore her restraint. ADMIRE IT.