[ —wait, shit, that came out too quickly, too desperately, didn't it?
He brings his clean hand to shove his sweat-damp hair back, then to push off from the body. ]
No. [ A little more neutrally, that time. ] I'm fine. I'm good. I'm—
[ And when he shoves away from the Bulette's corpse to stand under his own power, he predictably stumbles and falls back again with a hissed out curse. ]
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[ —wait, shit, that came out too quickly, too desperately, didn't it?
He brings his clean hand to shove his sweat-damp hair back, then to push off from the body. ]
No. [ A little more neutrally, that time. ] I'm fine. I'm good. I'm—
[ And when he shoves away from the Bulette's corpse to stand under his own power, he predictably stumbles and falls back again with a hissed out curse. ]