[He inhales sharply and bites his lip, grabbing hold of Phoenix's hand at once, then releasing his grip because he needs that hand to hold on to the tree. He hugs the trunk and one leg finds its way to a lower groove of the trunk, then another leg, after briefly swinging in a tiny bout of panic, settles itself on a stump of branch. After this short bit of progress, however, his eyes squeezes close and he ceases moving...well, that is, if you don't count the subtle shaking.]
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Date: 2012-07-23 04:33 am (UTC)From: