[ Eliot gets there as soon as he can, but he slows at the words of warning. And, great, it's another teenager. Not that there's anything wrong with teenagers, but Eliot doesn't like the thought of kids running around here when things are so fucked up. ]
I'll try not to let you fall.
[ He can't promise to actually save the kid, because Eliot doesn't really know if that's possible. But he can try.
He edges closer, mindful of slipping on anything. If there was ever a time for his magic to work properly, this would be it, but Eliot isn't very hopeful. He grabs on to a tree, thankful for being so tall because it allows him to reach a little further. ]
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I'll try not to let you fall.
[ He can't promise to actually save the kid, because Eliot doesn't really know if that's possible. But he can try.
He edges closer, mindful of slipping on anything. If there was ever a time for his magic to work properly, this would be it, but Eliot isn't very hopeful. He grabs on to a tree, thankful for being so tall because it allows him to reach a little further. ]
Can you reach my hand?