[Ravel smirks as he's working on distributing Anton's weight across his shoulders.]
Careful Anton, your crush is showing. I won't tell Rover when he shows up again, I promise.
[And then it goes fine, more or less, for about half of the trip. Sure, Ravel's recently-healed leg is feeling decidedly less healed than it did when he woke up this morning, and Anton's weight on his bad shoulder doesn't feel much better, but it's do-able. He can handle this.
Until he can't anymore. A quickly-enacted buffer of air is the only thing that saves them from both hitting the floor.]
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Careful Anton, your crush is showing. I won't tell Rover when he shows up again, I promise.
[And then it goes fine, more or less, for about half of the trip. Sure, Ravel's recently-healed leg is feeling decidedly less healed than it did when he woke up this morning, and Anton's weight on his bad shoulder doesn't feel much better, but it's do-able. He can handle this.
Until he can't anymore. A quickly-enacted buffer of air is the only thing that saves them from both hitting the floor.]
Anton? You still with me?