( she was hoping he would try to reach out with his arms, which are obviously longer than her own, but he seems to think that that wouldn't be enough. wanda watches, uncertain if she should keep the light of the cellphone on, as he maneuvers himself to reach for the keys with his legs instead.
(all this troubleβshe should have just used here telekinesis.)
her head shifts up at the sound of the keys on the metal, knowing now where they are, and hurrying to get them, to let him know that they in fact are now in her possession. but as her eyes have briefly adjusted to the darkness, she can tell that he's... stuck. )
Are you stuck?
( she steps back down, careful not to slip again, holding tight to the banister. )
...I got the keys, thank you. ( uh. ) Should I pull you out?
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(all this troubleβshe should have just used here telekinesis.)
her head shifts up at the sound of the keys on the metal, knowing now where they are, and hurrying to get them, to let him know that they in fact are now in her possession. but as her eyes have briefly adjusted to the darkness, she can tell that he's... stuck. )
Are you stuck?
( she steps back down, careful not to slip again, holding tight to the banister. )
...I got the keys, thank you. ( uh. ) Should I pull you out?