[He spends the rest of the ride in antsy anticipation of being able to get out and the moment he's able he has the door open and his feet on the ground. Red Wine scans the small crowd gathered as everyone else moves to do the same, but Bailey's height makes them easy to spot.
He closes the distance between them without a word, and though he looks momentarily awkward as he stands in front of the faun he quickly moves past that and reaches out to take one of their hands, clasping it between both of his.]
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He closes the distance between them without a word, and though he looks momentarily awkward as he stands in front of the faun he quickly moves past that and reaches out to take one of their hands, clasping it between both of his.]
There you are.