[Will looks up at Eddie, eyes big and teary and lost. He softly snuffles, then slowly stands, his knees a little wobbly from sitting hunched over so long. He'll go where-ever you want him to, Eddie.
Provided he can reach out to grab onto your hand with both of his. For safety, of course.]
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Provided he can reach out to grab onto your hand with both of his. For safety, of course.]