[ For a long, lingering moment, Mikazuki watches Nami do her thing. Or try to do her thing. Honestly, she gets more for trying herself first than if she'd just asked him to do it all, though his expression isn't really saying as such. A breath catches in his nose, sort of a snort-sigh.
Turning, he makes his way closer to her, unconscious cargo and all. ]
People who are knocked out are heavier. They can't hold their own weight.
[ Not that he has a lot of experience dragging dead weight around... ]
Let me have it.
[ Reaching out, he loops his grip through the other shaman's wrist binds so he can drag him along. ]
no subject
Turning, he makes his way closer to her, unconscious cargo and all. ]
People who are knocked out are heavier. They can't hold their own weight.
[ Not that he has a lot of experience dragging dead weight around... ]
Let me have it.
[ Reaching out, he loops his grip through the other shaman's wrist binds so he can drag him along. ]