[Oh dear, they're at the hall, no time to talk about lifting horses! Dimitri nudges the door open, setting Linhardt down just inside. He's not going to slog mud over by the hearth where he's swept, so he wants to remove his boots and socks at the door. As he's wearing only one layer of clothing (pants and a shirt), he squeezes out a little water while they're still on his body before he goes to put some logs on the embers.]
If you would like to dry your clothing, I do not mind if you cover yourself with my cloak while everything is hanging up, [he says, gesturing to where his cloak, armor, and gauntlets sit.]
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If you would like to dry your clothing, I do not mind if you cover yourself with my cloak while everything is hanging up, [he says, gesturing to where his cloak, armor, and gauntlets sit.]