[They're not just in his arms anymore. The ones that were on his shoulders had slipped backwards and is now clinging desperately and Eustace is just. Standing there like a stiff cat wondering how to handle this. So although not ideal, there is relief in seeing Jade.]
...A bit.
[Said dryly.]
Can you grab the ones on my back before they fall?
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...A bit.
[Said dryly.]
Can you grab the ones on my back before they fall?