[he's no fool. she can leave her hand suspended, but he still refuses her offer, instead trying his hardest to push himself up by his own accord. it's difficult. it's painful, and every time he tries to put weight against his left arm, his nose itches and his bruises throb. gdmit, body, what's wrong with you???]
Ah. . . right. That's the only reason we're here. To help me up, and then invite me over for a cup of tea.
[his body isn't cooperating, but his sass sure is. he stares up at her, gaze unwavering, with every word]
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Ah. . . right. That's the only reason we're here. To help me up, and then invite me over for a cup of tea.
[his body isn't cooperating, but his sass sure is. he stares up at her, gaze unwavering, with every word]