[He can walk, Adele, but he's not going to complain at this point. Not when adrenaline was starting to flag, not when that shoulder was starting to scream at him if he jostled it too much. That landing was rougher than he would have liked, but at least he was mostly clearheaded.
It was only the panic over the octopod itself that kept him jumpy and his heart beating too fast. This was no different from Mamo, from Himuro, from all of those monsterous reflections of human greed that he's met over his career.
--okay. It was very different.
He looks warily up at the ceiling, wondering if this was why rational men started to pray.]
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It was only the panic over the octopod itself that kept him jumpy and his heart beating too fast. This was no different from Mamo, from Himuro, from all of those monsterous reflections of human greed that he's met over his career.
--okay. It was very different.
He looks warily up at the ceiling, wondering if this was why rational men started to pray.]
Just keep going. Just keep it up.