[He's lucky enough that ambling in that direction led him toward her rather than pulling him off in some arbitrary direction. Hope stops in his tracks for a moment, lifting an arm in a loose sort of wave, and then he's jogging to meet her.
A clumsy foot slipping in the mud, and then he's on his chin.
Oops.]
Ah... [A sheepish laugh on her approach as he pulls himself up to a sitting position.]
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[He's lucky enough that ambling in that direction led him toward her rather than pulling him off in some arbitrary direction. Hope stops in his tracks for a moment, lifting an arm in a loose sort of wave, and then he's jogging to meet her.
A clumsy foot slipping in the mud, and then he's on his chin.
Oops.]
Ah... [A sheepish laugh on her approach as he pulls himself up to a sitting position.]