[If this had been even half an hour ago, he still would have had the strength to react normally. Stop walking, look back, talk it out. But as it is, he's on such auto-pilot that he can't even register that something grabbed onto his wet leg until his body is moving forward too much, meets that resistance, and he falls. Flat on his face, on the docks.
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Hm. He's just going to stay like this.]