[...oh Lord, does he mean for her to ride him back? As if her situation couldn't get any more awkward or ridiculous... But then again, she is out of luck and nearly out of time with the cold and refusing help, even ridiculous help, would be stupid. She pauses for a moment and then, keeping her head high, manages to limp her way over and climb on, leaving the stick behind. She situates the New Feather dress in order to be decent and then nods]
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Whenever you are.