Tristan moves carefully towards him, digging into his jacket for his lighter and pulling it out. The wind is cool, a little stronger than he'd like, so he gestures for Wolfgang to come close. He takes the joint between his fingers and lifts it up to his lips, but ultimately offers Wolfgang the first light, cupping his hands around his mouth to keep the wind from making it a futile effort. ]
Help me out here, Wolfie, you're not gonna get a light with just my baby hands covering your joint.
[ Ok well, Tristan's hands aren't baby hands, but his fingers are thin and the joints a little ill-fitting together. It helps to have an extra shield against the wind. ]
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This is very true.Tristan moves carefully towards him, digging into his jacket for his lighter and pulling it out. The wind is cool, a little stronger than he'd like, so he gestures for Wolfgang to come close. He takes the joint between his fingers and lifts it up to his lips, but ultimately offers Wolfgang the first light, cupping his hands around his mouth to keep the wind from making it a futile effort. ]
Help me out here, Wolfie, you're not gonna get a light with just my baby hands covering your joint.
[ Ok well, Tristan's hands aren't baby hands, but his fingers are thin and the joints a little ill-fitting together. It helps to have an extra shield against the wind. ]