Only Jonathan Joestar would wash up in something that inappropriate to the weather and general climate, not that he was any better in the slightest. But his coat at least provided him a good bit of warmth even if he would potentially change the rest of it later, it all depended on if it were possible to fix these clothes somewhere around here.

Ah, of course he'd elucidate on that sort of thing. He's taking a deep breath and letting his gaze wander the buildings of this place once more. "Outside of this city and... I do have to ask, Jonathan, what was the last thing you remember before you wound up washed ashore?" Whether he has to inform him of what happened or not, though he'd much rather not have to do such a thing.