[ Sharon has the arm that he'd be ordinarily leaning on, because it's attached to the hand holding his cane. Which means he must, in turn, clutch Reim's arm, grabbing on with his full weight.
Hope your wounds are healed by this time, Reim. Not that Break ever knew you had them. ]
This... sort of thing... it's a bother, you know?
[ Despite this weak and somewhat strangled protestation, Break is thus led away, up the stairs and towards his room. ]
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[ Sharon has the arm that he'd be ordinarily leaning on, because it's attached to the hand holding his cane. Which means he must, in turn, clutch Reim's arm, grabbing on with his full weight.
Hope your wounds are healed by this time, Reim. Not that Break ever knew you had them. ]
This... sort of thing... it's a bother, you know?
[ Despite this weak and somewhat strangled protestation, Break is thus led away, up the stairs and towards his room. ]