Tuck was fairly sure Stutely would not want it highlighted at all that he had sort of slipped and nearly said Robert's name. Tuck didn't say anything, but he did reach out, laying his hand on Stutely's arm for a moment, warm and gentle. As he did that, Clio reached out and laid her hand on Stutely's thigh, both of them just trying to let him know, non-verbally, that they were there for him.
"The gnawing hunger of the winter. The constant fear of freezing to death when it got too cold. Just...the shit, everywhere," Tuck said, hissing out a laugh. "But that priest deserved it and we were there to make sure he paid. We keep the stories lighter. Less shit covered, for one," Tuck laughed.