( something about the approaching man worries gustave, and it's just the thing, really, for him to get out of his own head. here is an injured man, speaking a little more slurred than perhaps he realizes, and it spurs gustave into action, picking himself up from where he's sitting. )

I haven't, no. I was hoping the manual ( —which he has by now left on the ground with his other belongings— ) could offer some more technical advice than the very basics of it.

( but... more importantly... )

Are you alright? You are — stumbling a little.

( he reaches with his hands, hesitantly, just in case. )