[ Kahlil gently pushes Rhy's hand from his coin purse, shifting so that he can keep one arm around his middle while the other fishes for coin out of his own pocket. He motions for a serving woman and hands the money to her so that they can keep walking toward the door. ]
Keep leaning on me.
[ The shift in the air is immediate as soon as they're outside, the winter air bracingly cold against any bare skin. The street is still lit with the soft light of magically lit lamps, there are few people out and about at this time of night.
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Keep leaning on me.
[ The shift in the air is immediate as soon as they're outside, the winter air bracingly cold against any bare skin. The street is still lit with the soft light of magically lit lamps, there are few people out and about at this time of night.
Softly: ]
We should head back to the castle.