[opens his mouth to talk, but— jack's climbing to his feet so he's instead reaching out to grab onto him and help, eyes sharp when jack pokes at his wound.
goodness...]
...I never said that I was leaving. [...hm.
he can wait a little bit longer, though, instead starting to slide his hand down and over the good arm to take his hand - come, come, time to hold hands - and start to lead jack back to the manor. maybe they should take jabberwock again... maybe.]
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goodness...]
...I never said that I was leaving. [...hm.
he can wait a little bit longer, though, instead starting to slide his hand down and over the good arm to take his hand - come, come, time to hold hands - and start to lead jack back to the manor. maybe they should take jabberwock again... maybe.]