[ Walter has cooled down and Chang Geng is surprisingly relaxed to begin with, which only leaves Cehd'ra. Just as drenched but with only a thin robe leftover from the ceremony to protect him and his arms are sore and bruising from being kept overhead. Even if none of this is going to kill him it's still deeply unpleasant, his frustration feels justified.
But that dog's back, too. Cehd'ra bites his tongue, quickly putting both Walter and Chang Geng between him and the familiar, even if that means dealing with more hail as they walk. ]
S'something t'sort out with a roof over our heads, innit?
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But that dog's back, too. Cehd'ra bites his tongue, quickly putting both Walter and Chang Geng between him and the familiar, even if that means dealing with more hail as they walk. ]
S'something t'sort out with a roof over our heads, innit?