[slightly ajar doors are typically bad business instead of invitations, and Don reaches up to wrap a hand comfortably around his makeshift staff as he peers in.]
[Blink. Missing hand, that's...ouch. Huh. Don knocks lightly on the open door with his free hand and wonders a bit late if he should have let this guy know he was a giant turtle.]
no subject
[Blink. Missing hand, that's...ouch. Huh. Don knocks lightly on the open door with his free hand and wonders a bit late if he should have let this guy know he was a giant turtle.]
Excuse me, sir? You said you needed help?