Jack bristles at being demoted to 'you with the coffee', pursing his lips into a frown. He looks ready to argue the point, but after reconsidering the condition of the two people still lying on the ground, he decides against it.
Lambert... He needs to have a few words with him. It would be inconvenient if he died!
Instead, he'll declare, "I was getting to that!" as he sets his drinks down on the ground and stomps over to Lambert and Childermass. One at a time he scoops them up bridal style and places them out of the way, and out of the circle. He's not particularly gentle, that's not in his nature, but it could be worse.
He brushes his hands together afterwards, a job well done, and props his hands up on his hips. "There! I've forgiven your disrespect this time, but don't expect it to happen again."
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Lambert... He needs to have a few words with him. It would be inconvenient if he died!
Instead, he'll declare, "I was getting to that!" as he sets his drinks down on the ground and stomps over to Lambert and Childermass. One at a time he scoops them up bridal style and places them out of the way, and out of the circle. He's not particularly gentle, that's not in his nature, but it could be worse.
He brushes his hands together afterwards, a job well done, and props his hands up on his hips. "There! I've forgiven your disrespect this time, but don't expect it to happen again."