[ Xenk is nothing if not a perfect gentleman, and a dashing one besides. He allows Alucard to choose the grip, laying his arm over the other man's shoulder to keep him closer, and close the gap between them. It should help keep the wind at bay, if nothing else. ]
The cold does not affect me.
[ He smiles in response. He's still a little warmer thanks to the drink, too, so it works out well. ]
Please, feel free.
[ He holds out his free hand for him, unclenching his fist and holding it out for Alucard to take. The tattoo isn't red or swollen or anything -- it would have healed easily on him, whether it was magical or not. ]
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The cold does not affect me.
[ He smiles in response. He's still a little warmer thanks to the drink, too, so it works out well. ]
Please, feel free.
[ He holds out his free hand for him, unclenching his fist and holding it out for Alucard to take. The tattoo isn't red or swollen or anything -- it would have healed easily on him, whether it was magical or not. ]