[It's okay, Jaime. You have at least one kindred spirit around here. Even if Duncan didn't have a pathological aversion to cold, he'd still be the same boat because he's a native Texan.]
[Duncan steps out of one of the main buildings with an umbrella in hand, pausing under the awning to open it up, even if it is just a miserable drizzle and not actually raining. He's sporting a scarf, gloves, and a light jacket underneath a heavy winter coat.]
[He notices Jaime nearby, looking a little lost. But more importantly, he notices the way he's dressed and knows immediately that this is a kid he can fuckin relate to.]
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[Duncan steps out of one of the main buildings with an umbrella in hand, pausing under the awning to open it up, even if it is just a miserable drizzle and not actually raining. He's sporting a scarf, gloves, and a light jacket underneath a heavy winter coat.]
[He notices Jaime nearby, looking a little lost. But more importantly, he notices the way he's dressed and knows immediately that this is a kid he can fuckin relate to.]
Hey, new kid. You need some help?