[ This is more for his own benefit than Maya's, probably. It's a selfish request, to let him be a busybody; he feels badly, but not badly enough to take it back.
Once she's settled on him, he adjusts and pulls himself up. Hands under Maya's knees, shoulders leaning forward.
He's surprisingly strong. ]
I'm not gonna drop you! What kind of monster do you think I am?! [ And... off he goes! Goodbye, dungeon... we hardly even knew ye. ]
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Once she's settled on him, he adjusts and pulls himself up. Hands under Maya's knees, shoulders leaning forward.
He's surprisingly strong. ]
I'm not gonna drop you! What kind of monster do you think I am?! [ And... off he goes! Goodbye, dungeon... we hardly even knew ye. ]