[He watches her for a moment, noting the demeanour change. This feels uneasy and wrong. He's not comfortable with needing this much help yet. He's been pretty independent for the vast majority of his life - his dad had always just... left him to it. Having to rely on other people so utterly and completely is a blow to his pride.
He's nothing if not ceaselessly stubborn, though. He frowns at the ground like it's issued a direct challenge to him. Can't get down here alone, ha ha. ]
I think I've got it.
[He absolutely does not got it. There are a few false starts as he tries to work out how the hell to get down, a little shuffling of his remaining foot and his crutches. Eventually, he settles for trying to shimmy his arms down his crutches while bending his knee at the same time, but he's not used to the change in his centrifugal balance yet and he inevitably crumbles forward, catching himself on one of the boxes before he hits the deck completely, crutches clattering to the ground. He swears softly under his breath, trying to ease himself down from there.
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He's nothing if not ceaselessly stubborn, though. He frowns at the ground like it's issued a direct challenge to him. Can't get down here alone, ha ha. ]
I think I've got it.
[He absolutely does not got it. There are a few false starts as he tries to work out how the hell to get down, a little shuffling of his remaining foot and his crutches. Eventually, he settles for trying to shimmy his arms down his crutches while bending his knee at the same time, but he's not used to the change in his centrifugal balance yet and he inevitably crumbles forward, catching himself on one of the boxes before he hits the deck completely, crutches clattering to the ground. He swears softly under his breath, trying to ease himself down from there.
He hates all of this. ]