Willow keeps hacking at the hood, until finally it gives up and separates. That done, she pulls the pajamas back up over her shoulders and does up the front again. At least she can use the stupid hood to carry things, if she needs to.

"Kili. Okay." She straightens up, picking the hammer back up. "Well, look out for yourself. I hope I don't have to kill you later, but no hard feelings if we do end up fighting, it's just how things are. See you around."