[ Arenvald waits patiently for the stranger to get his feet under him, which seems to be a work in progress. It seems like he’s light enough, at least, that Arenvald could probably carry him if he needed to – and if there is indeed more lightning on the horizon, it may come down to that. ]
We really ought to get away from that lightning, I think.
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We really ought to get away from that lightning, I think.
[ Can you manage it, buddy? ]