[ Verso would have tossed out a few more jokes but it's the way Gustave speaks that gives him pause. It is almost immediate that he carefully sets him back down on the ground. His hands resting on his shoulders; he looks him over anxiously as his fingers lightly grip onto him. ]
Merde, that's right -- [ He should have chosen another way to carry him. ] -- how bad does it hurt? [ Not the best question, but he feels a rush of panic hit him. ]
Maybe you should've been on my back. [ He mutters mostly to himself. ]
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Merde, that's right -- [ He should have chosen another way to carry him. ] -- how bad does it hurt? [ Not the best question, but he feels a rush of panic hit him. ]
Maybe you should've been on my back. [ He mutters mostly to himself. ]