No, don’t— Listen, don’t be sorry. [Brows knit together tightly, focusing his gaze on the other. It’s impossible to ignore the vines, especially when they lash so close to his face, but Connor is equal parts determined and stubborn. He continues speaking, trying to keep the thread of calm taut.]
It isn’t your fault. All of this is unpredictable. If you can just grab my hand, I can pull you out. You don’t have to dismiss all of your… shielding. It might help deter the vines.
[A crack as a vine hits said shielding, but Connor only presses a hand forward.]
Come on, it’ll be all right.
[If allowed, he’ll reach forward to grab his hand when the barrier’s gone down enough.]
[ Takato and trusting people is something he's still trying to figure out. He knows Connor means well and, hell, he's trying to help him but even so...he pauses for a brief second his one lone eye conferring all the uncertainty and fear he currently has is very apparent. But he'll swallow thickly and nod silently as he reaches to take the others hand.
The barrier is still up around them so the vines can't attack them while Connor is helping him. ]
[He doesn’t hesitate on his end. Connor reaches in and pulls, knowing that time is of the essence and the sooner they’re out of here, the better.]
Come on—
[The vines whip and lash around the barrier, a few even crack against Connor’s arm. But he feels no pain, registers only the force and deems it negligible. With one more great lift, he frees the stranger from the largest entanglement, opening up space for him to flee.]
[ The barrier still remains even as Takato is pulled upward. He'll nod and try to keep said barrier stable enough to protect them both. But a vine might lash dangerously close to Takato and he'll just let out a small yelp before flinching and dropping the barrier entirely. Oh no. He...didn't meant to do that.
Those vines are just going to try and grab and latch onto anything they can. ] Ah! R-Run!
[It goes well until it doesn’t, until the other is startled and the barrier dissipates completely, leaving them both exposed. Connor hadn’t wished for this to happen, of course, but it doesn’t mean that the android didn’t account for it being possibility. His LED flashes an cautious yellow as the other reflects his own intent — to run.]
Hurry!
[He grasps the other by the forearm, not taking the time to be delicate. They haven’t the time for it, not with the way the vines snap like whips, lurching towards the both of them. Connor runs as fast as his legs will allow, carrying him with him, even as one particularly nasty vine tries to wrap around Takato’s leg.]
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FOR TAKATO;
No, don’t— Listen, don’t be sorry. [Brows knit together tightly, focusing his gaze on the other. It’s impossible to ignore the vines, especially when they lash so close to his face, but Connor is equal parts determined and stubborn. He continues speaking, trying to keep the thread of calm taut.]
It isn’t your fault. All of this is unpredictable. If you can just grab my hand, I can pull you out. You don’t have to dismiss all of your… shielding. It might help deter the vines.
[A crack as a vine hits said shielding, but Connor only presses a hand forward.]
Come on, it’ll be all right.
[If allowed, he’ll reach forward to grab his hand when the barrier’s gone down enough.]
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The barrier is still up around them so the vines can't attack them while Connor is helping him. ]
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Come on—
[The vines whip and lash around the barrier, a few even crack against Connor’s arm. But he feels no pain, registers only the force and deems it negligible. With one more great lift, he frees the stranger from the largest entanglement, opening up space for him to flee.]
All right, let’s go!
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Those vines are just going to try and grab and latch onto anything they can. ] Ah! R-Run!
[ He's so sorry, he hadn't meant to do that! ]
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Hurry!
[He grasps the other by the forearm, not taking the time to be delicate. They haven’t the time for it, not with the way the vines snap like whips, lurching towards the both of them. Connor runs as fast as his legs will allow, carrying him with him, even as one particularly nasty vine tries to wrap around Takato’s leg.]