"Probably," he said, slapping a palm onto Seren's and allowing her to hoist him up. October's arm went around him as he wobbled, gripping one of his shoulders to keep him from tilting over. He resisted an urge to shove him away, if only because he hated to feel weak in front of anyone at all.
"Thanks for the spar, Blue," said Nash, giving Seren a mock salute and a faint, lazy grin.
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