Tom, he has decided, is a complicated man and not one he has any real interest in puzzling out right now. He takes his advice, what else can be done, and he tries to bring himself nearer to the floor, a long drop would be just one more unwelcome thing among the many he'd thus far endured.
The thought of even beginning to list them exhausted him, he was growing tired of all the complaints he had, piled high as some god forsaken barricade.
"Heard, noted, embraced even, if one can hope to practice it, God damn this farce, damn our audience double!" Grantaire bumped against the wall and moved too quickly, slapping his hand flat against the wall. It sent him spinning in the opposite direction and he cursed. The one bit of luck he suffered was that he was sent down instead of higher to the ceiling and so when the gravity returned just as abruptly as it had vanished the distance he had to fall was not nearly so bad as it could have been.
Small comfort when he still managed to bang his hip painfully upon the floor, pushing himself to his feet again with a pained groan, limping to put more distance between them.
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The thought of even beginning to list them exhausted him, he was growing tired of all the complaints he had, piled high as some god forsaken barricade.
"Heard, noted, embraced even, if one can hope to practice it, God damn this farce, damn our audience double!" Grantaire bumped against the wall and moved too quickly, slapping his hand flat against the wall. It sent him spinning in the opposite direction and he cursed. The one bit of luck he suffered was that he was sent down instead of higher to the ceiling and so when the gravity returned just as abruptly as it had vanished the distance he had to fall was not nearly so bad as it could have been.
Small comfort when he still managed to bang his hip painfully upon the floor, pushing himself to his feet again with a pained groan, limping to put more distance between them.