[The closest sign of life actually doesn't need much of a hand, because he's miraculously managed not to get himself buried in trash despite being slung around like a rubber band for the minute or so the incinerator was running. Finally, he's found a terrain that his heels can't conquer...
He can't conquer garbage piles in general though, this shit is rank and nasty and he's clearly Unhappy™. That's why he still takes Kondou's hand even though he could technically push himself up on his own - he's covered in trash and upset and probably a little smelly and LIFE IS SO HARD he just needs the reassurance that he's not so repellent that no one will help him, okay.]
Sure, but the exit's still up there. I mean - not that we don't have time to climb or anything. [A quick glance back at the glitching incinerator... He still doesn't trust that shit, though.]
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He can't conquer garbage piles in general though, this shit is rank and nasty and he's clearly Unhappy™. That's why he still takes Kondou's hand even though he could technically push himself up on his own - he's covered in trash and upset and probably a little smelly and LIFE IS SO HARD he just needs the reassurance that he's not so repellent that no one will help him, okay.]
Sure, but the exit's still up there. I mean - not that we don't have time to climb or anything. [A quick glance back at the glitching incinerator... He still doesn't trust that shit, though.]