I couldn't reach. And then I broke a glass, and then I realized I wasn't at home.
[DUH, his tone says. He was still unable to reach, though not for lack of trying; Chariot had his hands under Polnareff's arms, trying like hell to lift his user up.]
[He frowned up at the glass . . . and then took it, because he was proud but not stupid. And as long Hierophant was being so useful . . . Polnareff lifted his arms up straight in the air, waiting patiently for Hierophant to lift him.]
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[DUH, his tone says. He was still unable to reach, though not for lack of trying; Chariot had his hands under Polnareff's arms, trying like hell to lift his user up.]
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[Hierophant's arm uncoiled into a single tendril, reaching across the kitchen and wrapping around a glass to hand to Polnareff.]
There. How's that?
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