( he scrunches his face up in agreement. it is ridiculously cold. probably a good idea to get up and hole up in another bar. can't back go back to the other one that's for sure. thankfully, it's not one of his favorite places. he's quick to get up -- just so he can be the one to offer stefan a hand. truce? ) You okay, buddy? ( totally making sure to pout in an exaggerated manner so stefan here isn't going to think he's really concerned or anything. but poor bunny snacker. he did stab him in the gut real good. he'll shake his flask of blood in his face. time to drink up then. )
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