[ Thorin chuckles but is soon to let Bilbo lead the way. He will be walking out with an arm around Bilbo, at least. He feels less possessive now. It's more his help than anything.
He strides out casually, his own head held high. They get a pointed look from the bouncer and quite frankly who cares. They won't be back. They only came out because one of their friends asked in the first place. Which one? Didn't matter. They were lost in the crowd. ]
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I did say I'll need help getting to the car. I just want to walk out of here with my head held high and I can't do that if you're carrying me.
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He strides out casually, his own head held high. They get a pointed look from the bouncer and quite frankly who cares. They won't be back. They only came out because one of their friends asked in the first place. Which one? Didn't matter. They were lost in the crowd. ]
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Once they are out of sight of the club, Bilbo slumps against Thorin]
Ah. Help?