[Once he can mostly see without dirt in his eyes, he reaches up without hesitation and clasps Kisa’s hand. The grip is firm, but there’s no pull or yank. He uses more of his own strength to get out than he does rely on her. At the top of the hole, he turns around and flops basically.
He’s still coughing some, but mostly starts trying to knock dirt off himself.]
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He’s still coughing some, but mostly starts trying to knock dirt off himself.]
Never again.