[Luckily, jumpsuits meant for the cold void of space also work pretty well against a cold wind. But that doesn't do much to help protect against the cold nipping across her face.]

That could explain it. [She frowns, thoughtfully,] If the teleport somehow interfered with the planet's atmosphere...

[Slowly, the rain begins to change, water changing into pellets of ice and slush. Allura retreats closer to the trunk of the tree, wincing,] Unfortunately that does nothing to help our current situation.

[Whatever the reason, there's not much they can do against the weather, other than endure.]