I-- think I am? Let's see. [If his ass gets stuck to the floor, well. That is a problem for future Caspar.
He adjusts his hold, supporting Shane with one arm for a moment while he gets the other under he knees to make sure that he doesn't just... drag his feet in the sticky rocks and start the whole process again. He sits down, very slowly and carefully (and very glad that he never listened to anyone who told him to "relax sometimes" or "stop doing squats at the table"! He needed those squats so he could do this very specific thing!!), examining his surroundings once he's seated.] I... think we're good! Or, no worse off than before, anyway.
[...Then again, he hadn't noticed when he got stuck to begin with.]
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He adjusts his hold, supporting Shane with one arm for a moment while he gets the other under he knees to make sure that he doesn't just... drag his feet in the sticky rocks and start the whole process again. He sits down, very slowly and carefully (and very glad that he never listened to anyone who told him to "relax sometimes" or "stop doing squats at the table"! He needed those squats so he could do this very specific thing!!), examining his surroundings once he's seated.] I... think we're good! Or, no worse off than before, anyway.
[...Then again, he hadn't noticed when he got stuck to begin with.]