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[rowd]

Yeah. Thanks.

( has he said it enough yet? the thank you bit. sam takes another breath, then--wraps an arm firm around blue's waist, gets himself up onto his knees, then stands himself up to his full height from there. drags blue along with him, keeping her pressed to his chest so he's picking up her weight along with his own. while one hand keeps around her waist, the other moves to gather in her legs by holding itself below her ass.

it's more habit than anything else. and he is quick to bend down a little to put her back on her feet after. )

[louds]

For what, not yelling at you?

( blue is much less in the habit of being picked up and it shows. her hands flounder a bit before she catches hold of the front of his shirt. it doesn't offer much in the way of stability, but it at least stops blue from fumbling her way right out of his grip. it's only quick anyway, sam has her up and then back down again with ease, before she has the chance to really make much of a fuss about it.

still, she responds with a light punch to his shoulder, once her feet are back on solid ground. )

I have legs, you know.

[rowd]

( tiny hands, tiny punches. blue punches him but it doesn't really hurt any. he just--looks down to his shoulder after she hits him. lifts his shoulders. )

Sorry. Habit.

( doesn't specify what it's a habit from, because he doesn't really feel like sharing either. maybe later. and sam doesn't look particularly sorry either. sometimes you just pick people up on accident, no big deal. )