twist my leg why don't you
hattori
10-28-2020, 11:45 AM
Hattori's eyes narrowed into a squint. Given the circumstances he was a little taken back that was all she had to say, but he supposed he could see where she was coming from. Relieved that she had the mind to take it into consideration. She moved her head a little to look up at him but had otherwise remained still, making it near impossible for him to gauge the severity of her condition. He could smell no blood on her, which led him to believe that either her injuries were internal or exhaustion based. Perhaps both? Regardless things weren't looking good. All he knew was that he couldn't leave her here, huddled and crumpled so close to the border for all to see. Grunting in acknowledgement Hattori knew what he had to do, the sooner he whisked her away the better.
Pushing himself down so he was as low as he could manage, with his belly pressed to the earth Hattori's gaze locked onto Venom's. His intent was clear but he spoke nonetheless, his words closer to an order than a suggestion. He was considerably taller than her but it would be a struggle regardless, Hattori was many things but not a pack mule. But he would manage, for her.
"Climb on my back as best you can. I will carry you." As he spoke his bottom jaw knocked against the earth. If she couldn't manage or it didn't work out then she would have to lean on him. Hattori would find a way.