[But after a second, his eyes blink open - they're wet, dazed - to take stock of Jason and maybe to make sure he was still real?
Before he just wraps both his arms around him and hefts him into a suffocating hug that lifts the taller man off the ground so he could bury his goddamn face in his chest and be too smothered to actually cry.]
[Nnnnnfffine. Griffin sets him down as gently as he's able, but he's still not letting go. Jason needed to lean on him for the pain, and... he just wanted to stay close. Even though his face was fully red and he was grimacing from embarrassment.]
[Griffin digs out a pair of car keys from his pocket and tosses them - a Feint materializes in time to snatch it from the air, and it runs off to fetch the van from his makeshift garage.]
Now... getting you on the ground. Don't suppose you fancy a piggyback ride?
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Before he just wraps both his arms around him and hefts him into a suffocating hug that lifts the taller man off the ground so he could bury his goddamn face in his chest and be too smothered to actually cry.]
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guess he's getting lifted, which doesn't help with the pain in his leg, but he can just grin and bear it, his hand bracing against his shoulder.]
Put me down.
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Y-you still need t'take it easy...
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a bad impulse-- he realizes, because of the cameras around. but an impulse none-the-less. and he exhales.]
... Guess I needa get back on the ground.
[but don't think he doesn't notice that Griffin isn't letting him go.]
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[Doesn't help with getting off the roof but it'd get him anywhere he wants to go afterawrds.]
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Now... getting you on the ground. Don't suppose you fancy a piggyback ride?
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You really wanna risk that?
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... If you were actually worried, you wouldn't.
[the most direct statement of faith he's made yet]
So, now it's a question on if I think you're worried.
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So how's my poker face?
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... I'll take that chance.
Better than me dinning myself to one-up you, and then getting stuck up here through sheer stupidity.
[he pushes himself away-- he's still pale but, he feels a little better.]
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C'mon, you know how gravity works. It's way easier for me to carry you on my back if I'm walking down.
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but what about his rep, griffin. 8( his rep is important.
but also he makes a good argument, problem is nothing is actually wrong and also asking for help is hard.]
Yeah, I know. And I know you could do it.
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I've got all day...
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