All right, [he says gently. He leans over a bit when he lets go of Sorey's legs, all the better to help get his feet beneath him. Dezel holds onto his arms, though, just in case Sorey is wobbly and starts to fall.]
I've got you.
[As if that extra assurance is needed-- but Dezel can't help saying it anyway.]
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I've got you.
[As if that extra assurance is needed-- but Dezel can't help saying it anyway.]