[The Once-ler hooks his arms under Peter's legs and stands up. They're a little shaky at first, but everything evens out once the Once-ler is used to their combined weight, and he starts slowly marching them forward. He can feel Peter's head against his shoulder, and his voice is clear in his ear, and...he doesn't know what to say or how to respond at all.]
...I'm not. But thanks, I guess.
[He shifts them a little bit, and pretends he didn't say anything at all. The party grows smaller and quieter behind them as they move further into the forest.]
Hold on tight, alright? [He doesn't want this kid to slip right off him, after all.]
no subject
...I'm not. But thanks, I guess.
[He shifts them a little bit, and pretends he didn't say anything at all. The party grows smaller and quieter behind them as they move further into the forest.]
Hold on tight, alright? [He doesn't want this kid to slip right off him, after all.]