[ o-oh okay. right now, then. frank nods, handing her the bottle before going to find a dry jacket. he throws her one first before locating the one he wants, pulling it on and buttoning it up before pulling the hood over his head. next he changes his socks and stuffs his feet back into his combat boots, lacing them up with practiced ease. when he's ready he waits for her to lead the way, gesturing as he takes the bottle back and takes a swig for the road. ]
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