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He hits the floor to try and get it to move. Not even his superstrength can help. “Aye I tink so. I just want ta know when it will be fixed.”
what is this guy doing?? surely just hitting the floor wasn’t going to do anything. and yet he seemed to be trying. meanwhile amélie was doing her best to not panic, pressing herself into the corner, realizing she’d have to deal with the awful smell of blood coming from the man for a while. “mon dieu,” she muttered. “what do we do?”