[Later, when he's maybe not to pop his arm out of his socket, he's gonna ask what the fuck the point of asking someone who is saving you what they're doing saving you.
Luckily gratitude's about the last thing Nero expects. He grunts, every muscle in his arm screaming, scooting closer to the edge to grab at her with his other arm. Close -- close --
Fuck. His claws snag her, even as they shudder between being human fingers and black-tipped claws, digging deeper and deeper as he feels his hold weakening. No fucking way. There's no fucking way this is happening]
I'm trying to save your heavy ass! Quit -- squirming! [He braces his boots into the rock (lucky those didn't melt in the human corpse soup), clawing her clothes (and maybe her neck, which he'll feel real bad about. later) as he struggles, grunting, to step himself backwards and pull her up as he moves. For all the effort he's putting in, it's slow. Horribly slow for him. Like. Human effort.
But she is rising in the air, hanging onto the side of his outcropping. Enough that she can get her hands around the edge.]
he's a pro!!
Luckily gratitude's about the last thing Nero expects. He grunts, every muscle in his arm screaming, scooting closer to the edge to grab at her with his other arm. Close -- close --
Fuck. His claws snag her, even as they shudder between being human fingers and black-tipped claws, digging deeper and deeper as he feels his hold weakening. No fucking way. There's no fucking way this is happening]
I'm trying to save your heavy ass! Quit -- squirming! [He braces his boots into the rock (lucky those didn't melt in the human corpse soup), clawing her clothes (and maybe her neck, which he'll feel real bad about. later) as he struggles, grunting, to step himself backwards and pull her up as he moves. For all the effort he's putting in, it's slow. Horribly slow for him. Like. Human effort.
But she is rising in the air, hanging onto the side of his outcropping. Enough that she can get her hands around the edge.]