There's a disorganized flurry of limbs as Daniel's grip slips out of shock and he frantically readjusts so he doesn't plunge to his death. When the wild burst of motion stabilizes, Daniel has wrapped himself almost entirely around the branch to compensate, chin nearly pressed to the wood, practically horizontal.
"I," he begins tentatively, and realizes he has no idea where that sentence was meant to go. What was the question? He shouldn't be staring. That's probably impolite. That's definitely impolite.
This creature is decidedly non-terrestrial. This, he is fairly certain, can be safely posited.
"I'm stuck," he admits pleasantly in what is probably the most utterly contrived tone of nonchalance imaginable. "But that's, you know, fine. Par for the course, really."
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There's a disorganized flurry of limbs as Daniel's grip slips out of shock and he frantically readjusts so he doesn't plunge to his death. When the wild burst of motion stabilizes, Daniel has wrapped himself almost entirely around the branch to compensate, chin nearly pressed to the wood, practically horizontal.
"I," he begins tentatively, and realizes he has no idea where that sentence was meant to go. What was the question? He shouldn't be staring. That's probably impolite. That's definitely impolite.
This creature is decidedly non-terrestrial. This, he is fairly certain, can be safely posited.
"I'm stuck," he admits pleasantly in what is probably the most utterly contrived tone of nonchalance imaginable. "But that's, you know, fine. Par for the course, really."