"Thanks, but I'm pretty sure I can manage the couple of steps it takes to get there..."
[So he says before almost stumbling and face planting into the asphalt-dirt mix on the ground. He has to dig his heels into the ground, scowling at it.
It's stupid, but his pride is insisting he has to do this himself. He's managed most of the night, he isn't about to be defeated by a walk towards a truck-train.]
"...I. Can manage."
[He repeats again, trying not to sound too defensive. Or angry.]
"But I... wouldn't mind some help in finding a bed, once we get there. Could probably use a quick nap."
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[So he says before almost stumbling and face planting into the asphalt-dirt mix on the ground. He has to dig his heels into the ground, scowling at it.
It's stupid, but his pride is insisting he has to do this himself. He's managed most of the night, he isn't about to be defeated by a walk towards a truck-train.]
"...I. Can manage."
[He repeats again, trying not to sound too defensive. Or angry.]
"But I... wouldn't mind some help in finding a bed, once we get there. Could probably use a quick nap."