[Pressed against him as he is, he's likely to feel Thancred digging into one of his own pockets and mumbling something under his breath too low to hear; a few moments later, when he nudges Ryn back, it appears he's holding — a second coat? This coat, specifically. Which is strange, because it sure doesn't look like any of the hell-provided ones.
It is, however, the warmest gear Thancred can think of, and thus, onto Ryn it goes.]
Here. This should last until we can get you under shelter.
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[Pressed against him as he is, he's likely to feel Thancred digging into one of his own pockets and mumbling something under his breath too low to hear; a few moments later, when he nudges Ryn back, it appears he's holding — a second coat? This coat, specifically. Which is strange, because it sure doesn't look like any of the hell-provided ones.
It is, however, the warmest gear Thancred can think of, and thus, onto Ryn it goes.]
Here. This should last until we can get you under shelter.
[Also: now they both have coats.]