Aven glances down with a whistle. "Got yourself into a serious mess, here: don't worry, I've got you." He gestures with his left hand, and tendrils of shadow branch out down to Gawfy, wrapping around his arms and waist and lifting him up to safety with ease. Aven chuckles. "It was a rickety bridge, you probably should have seen that much coming."
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