[He may be an idiot, but even he's too worse for wear to even think of defying a Queen's words. Like a sack of potatoes, he lets himself get lifted up to his feet, holding onto both the flag and his bottle of lipovitan for dear life.]
Uhghhhhhhh. [He groans as he lifts his head up, impractical shades doing nothing to save him from the glare of the sun, or hide the absolute state of his eyes.] Pretty sure I'm gonna die if I take another step anyways.
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Uhghhhhhhh. [He groans as he lifts his head up, impractical shades doing nothing to save him from the glare of the sun, or hide the absolute state of his eyes.] Pretty sure I'm gonna die if I take another step anyways.
Unless you're gonna carry me?