Cracking jokes helps take his mind off things, but he's only just outpacing the freakout regarding his near death experience. He takes Boone's hand as gracefully as he can, and lets himself be settled on his feet with only a slight stumble and a waver. He takes short breaths, talons still squeezing Boone's hand, winded by that relatively simple task.
"What, you're not gonna taxi me to the table?" This is entirely to mask the fact that the kitchen seems an awful long way away. "This service is awful. I want my money back."
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Cracking jokes helps take his mind off things, but he's only just outpacing the freakout regarding his near death experience. He takes Boone's hand as gracefully as he can, and lets himself be settled on his feet with only a slight stumble and a waver. He takes short breaths, talons still squeezing Boone's hand, winded by that relatively simple task.
"What, you're not gonna taxi me to the table?" This is entirely to mask the fact that the kitchen seems an awful long way away. "This service is awful. I want my money back."