[ Eddie finds himself stumbling into someone very tall and thankfully quite sturdy, even if his stumbling threatens to tear Emet-Selch’s already battered robes.
An arm flies up to steady him, luminous yellow eyes staring down with a flat expression that is more exhausted than it is annoyed. ]
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An arm flies up to steady him, luminous yellow eyes staring down with a flat expression that is more exhausted than it is annoyed. ]
I daresay I shall live.
[ A beat. ]
Will you let go of me?