[ Sylvain lifts his voice to call back as he half turns, still keeping the little girl shielded from the worst of the wind and sand, even as he lifts a hand to keep his own face protected.
He can’t actually see the Inn yet - the bad weather conditions have made that impossible, with visibility so low, but he knows this street well. ]
It’s just up ahead!
[ He stays close enough that he can still make out their forms hunched against the storm - and so they can see him, even though the wind buffets strongly against his back, making him stagger. ]
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[ Sylvain lifts his voice to call back as he half turns, still keeping the little girl shielded from the worst of the wind and sand, even as he lifts a hand to keep his own face protected.
He can’t actually see the Inn yet - the bad weather conditions have made that impossible, with visibility so low, but he knows this street well. ]
It’s just up ahead!
[ He stays close enough that he can still make out their forms hunched against the storm - and so they can see him, even though the wind buffets strongly against his back, making him stagger. ]