Of course, Isaac. You don't have to thank me for it.
[Kimblee shifts a bit, the gesture awkward, before he pushes himself away from the wall. He steps forward, toward Isaac - not quite touching him, but more than close enough to, if he felt like it; enough to be an invitation, as it usually is.
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Of course, Isaac. You don't have to thank me for it.
[Kimblee shifts a bit, the gesture awkward, before he pushes himself away from the wall. He steps forward, toward Isaac - not quite touching him, but more than close enough to, if he felt like it; enough to be an invitation, as it usually is.
If you want to do something with it, go ahead.]