Wilke followed her to the railing and stood behind her, his front to her back, blocking the wind from her. Well, that and being as close as possible, too. He wasn't a saint or anything. He could only sign to her in this position, but that wasn't a problem. Sometime over the last year, he'd gotten almost completely fluent in it.
"Funny," he signed, "I barely noticed they were here."
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2013-02-07 04:55 (UTC)"Funny," he signed, "I barely noticed they were here."