Those are the words that come to mind. But they die before they reach her lips. That won't help Claude at all. He probably can't do anything, but she has to.
She quickly picks and stumbles her way over so she can look up, and then she grabs a fragment of the late banister that isn't too splintered up to start bashing and shoving some of the debris that's directly beneath him.]
Hold on! You've got an archer's shoulders; you can do that!
[When she has time she'll be able to wonder where that came from. But if she can clear some of the worst of it away from him, maybe she can--can get a pile of clothes beneath him or something for when he inevitably loses his grip.]
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Those are the words that come to mind. But they die before they reach her lips. That won't help Claude at all. He probably can't do anything, but she has to.
She quickly picks and stumbles her way over so she can look up, and then she grabs a fragment of the late banister that isn't too splintered up to start bashing and shoving some of the debris that's directly beneath him.]
Hold on! You've got an archer's shoulders; you can do that!
[When she has time she'll be able to wonder where that came from. But if she can clear some of the worst of it away from him, maybe she can--can get a pile of clothes beneath him or something for when he inevitably loses his grip.]
Don't fall! Not until I say so!