In some places, Flynn's hands stick to Palamedes' skin, making him wince as the inevitably shift and move. In other places, his hands slip and slide. And yet, Palamedes trusts him. If anyone can manage to safely lower him down--anyone besides Cam--that person is certainly Flynn.
Lying on his belly, Pal wriggles backwards until his legs are hanging over the open trapdoor. As Flynn takes his weight, he tightens his grip around his friend's wrists and allows himself to be lowered down.
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In some places, Flynn's hands stick to Palamedes' skin, making him wince as the inevitably shift and move. In other places, his hands slip and slide. And yet, Palamedes trusts him. If anyone can manage to safely lower him down--anyone besides Cam--that person is certainly Flynn.
Lying on his belly, Pal wriggles backwards until his legs are hanging over the open trapdoor. As Flynn takes his weight, he tightens his grip around his friend's wrists and allows himself to be lowered down.
At least, that's the idea.]