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[ nehan may not think it, but that decision to give up his coat... a different kind of warmth settles on his bones and on his nerves and brings a relieved smile to his face. that he doesn't seem to be nearly as affected by revealing who he is. what he is. what he means to an entire world and nation and the individuals that live in the city, even if they don't know who venti really is. ]

Please... yes, let's go.

[ he carefully wraps an arm around nehan's waist. even though he has that crutch, he wants to support him in that way too. just in case. ]