F'fuck's sake. [Not an angry mutter but it comes out on an exhale as Yngvi attempts to do what he does sometimes. Haul himself up from wherever he's been.
Sometimes he can. Sometimes it's not so bad and he can go about things until he trips himself flat. Sometimes it's hanging there by the edge of his fingers. Sometimes just the hauling himself up is all he can do then there he is, lying there flat and wondering what he's meant to do then.
It's tiring to keep doing it but one day he'll-- well he thinks one day he'll probably manage to get past this crevasse, you always do in the end it's just a big one.] Come here. [Two words, not the usual c'mere. A proper sort of command thing of open arms and look how much of a tit I'll feel sitting here with a nug in my lap and my arms open because he doesn't know what to say to that, even in the Boneflayers things weren't always said it was just a nudge, an arm, someone filling up your waterskins when you couldn't or warming your blanket by the fire, shoving you into bed then lying there next to you.]
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Sometimes he can. Sometimes it's not so bad and he can go about things until he trips himself flat. Sometimes it's hanging there by the edge of his fingers. Sometimes just the hauling himself up is all he can do then there he is, lying there flat and wondering what he's meant to do then.
It's tiring to keep doing it but one day he'll-- well he thinks one day he'll probably manage to get past this crevasse, you always do in the end it's just a big one.] Come here. [Two words, not the usual c'mere. A proper sort of command thing of open arms and look how much of a tit I'll feel sitting here with a nug in my lap and my arms open because he doesn't know what to say to that, even in the Boneflayers things weren't always said it was just a nudge, an arm, someone filling up your waterskins when you couldn't or warming your blanket by the fire, shoving you into bed then lying there next to you.]