[ There is a yelp of surprise when Gray is suddenly carrying him. Her landing sends a shockwave through his teeth, and Amos, still aggressively holding onto the glaive, digs his grip in further at the impact.
The webbing is strong, but with all of the flying around it has started to come undone; with just the right purchase, his fingers dig into it — and into the wing within, a delicate little shattering thing.
He stares at Gray — nestled comfortably in her arms, oversized but with as strong a hold as he's ever been in — and wonders if she knows what just happened.
And, escaping from his lips now that they've landed, a soft, ] Um. Fuck.
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The webbing is strong, but with all of the flying around it has started to come undone; with just the right purchase, his fingers dig into it — and into the wing within, a delicate little shattering thing.
He stares at Gray — nestled comfortably in her arms, oversized but with as strong a hold as he's ever been in — and wonders if she knows what just happened.
And, escaping from his lips now that they've landed, a soft, ] Um. Fuck.