Simmons blushed as she took the fur into her hands, unused to receiving such lovely things from men. Well, that wasn't true. She supposed that Fitz did give her nice things from time to time, but they're always science based and sometimes a girl just wants a fur. "Well, then, lead on!" she says, trying to bluster her way into some bravery. "Onwards to...the North," she says, pointing forward even though she has no real idea what she's doing.