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“I thought you asked for my help. Besides, you look like you could fall down the stairs by yourself…” Anders grinned, “Just do us both a favor and don’t do that; I’m not sure I could stop you if you did.”
“I’ll try not to fall on you,” Fellon gave a faint smirk. “I can’t make any promises though.”
“Oh, you won’t fall on me. If I can’t grab on to you as you go, you’re going on your own… Sorry.”
“… Gee thanks, Doc.” Fellon muttered, but the glum tone was countered by a twinkle in his blue eyes.
“I blame my self-preservation instincts.”
“Douglas would be mad if I squashed you…”
“Forget him; I would be mad if I got squashed.”
“So…squashing bad. Check.”
“Glad we got that cleared up. Let’s go.”