Avery yelped, half startled by Jeanne’s sudden presence. He somehow hadn’t noticed or sensed her approaching. Guess he was a little too focused on the pain of his twisted leg. He listened to her, his ears dropping as she made the threat of taking his fur. He thought for a moment.<br/><br/>“Well I could repay you with-….”<br/><br/>He hesitated, thinking for a few more moments before sighing.<br/><br/>“Ok, fine. I got nothing… But I’d be eternally grateful and repay you however I can if something comes up. If you choose to just leave me though, could you at least push on that so I can get my leg out? I could mend it and take care of myself. Maybe.”<br/><br/>Avery nodded to the mast, still crushing his foot, with his leg twisted awkwardly under it. He was working on untangling the ropes around him to at least appear the slightest bit less incompetent. This was all embarrassing as is…