[ yeah, he certainly does his need his hands. for playing the lyre, for holding a mug... and so venti holds out his left arm toward nehan with a hint of trepidation in his voice. ]
I don't know why I'm so nervous.
[ he's never trusted anyone with his... ah, blood? before??? at least like this, anyway. ]
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I don't know why I'm so nervous.
[ he's never trusted anyone with his... ah, blood? before??? at least like this, anyway. ]