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@Snowthesword "Ah, your hands are cold. Let me warm them for you."
{He immediately takes her smaller hands, and places them between his own two; he frowns. Snows are too cold, and he doesn't like that.}
"Hm? I...have a little place somewhere. I stay there quite often, when the city-
@TenebrisCaelum_ "....Tough training I see. Would you say...your training is going well? I'm personally a bit rusty these days, but it wouldn't hurt to watch the youth, see if there are any new tricks you could teach this old dog."
{cue awkward head scratch and another attempt at reasserting himself}
"...In combat. Hand to hand combat of course. No magic. No fancy summons. Swords, allowed."
{...smoothe recovery big man.}
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@Snowthesword {There's a little hint of a smile as Snow looks up at him. Drautos forgets sometimes just how small she is}
{He gives a little nod}
"It has been quite a while hasn't it? Have you been keeping well?"