[Dropping his bag, Remy groaned once he had gotten the weight off his back and raising his arms to stretch out as well. Oh, that was so much better. Rotating his shoulders to work the stress out of them, Remy then crouched to pull out a handful of supplies, including some drink and food for them, extra lighting, and an extra coat. The last which he moved over to her and held out in case she was starting to feel the bite in the air.]
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