[ Barnaby's been preparing for something like this. Ever since the school grounds opened, he's been hunting small game for food and keeping their lard to craft candles. It would have been a waste to do anything but.
The pawn is clutching a saucer filled with multiple candles in one hand, blankets from the dormitory folded over his other arm - only one candle is lit, the others are for when the main light becomes dangerously low. When he happens upon Malik, he's unable to mistake the frantic movements for anything other than desperation. ]
Here, ser. You have a more pressing need for it than this pawn.
[ The bite of the cold does not effect him quite the same way. He has chill bumps but he does not shiver and there is no shake to his voice as he extends the blanket towards the other person. ]
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The pawn is clutching a saucer filled with multiple candles in one hand, blankets from the dormitory folded over his other arm - only one candle is lit, the others are for when the main light becomes dangerously low. When he happens upon Malik, he's unable to mistake the frantic movements for anything other than desperation. ]
Here, ser. You have a more pressing need for it than this pawn.
[ The bite of the cold does not effect him quite the same way. He has chill bumps but he does not shiver and there is no shake to his voice as he extends the blanket towards the other person. ]