[He's been patrolling the riverbank occasionally, looking out for signs of anyone making their way out of the salt like baby birds out of eggshells. He doesn't, actually, know all that much about birds or eggs and hatching... But more importantly, he does know it's a kindness to help people out of the River! Since it's just full of their last living moments on repeat, and for some, those moments are pretty awful.
So when he sees the signs of hands stretching up, waving from the mud, he startles - and then rushes over.]
Oh my god! Okay, don't worry... and, don't worry if you can't help worrying... Just, hold onto my hands, okay?
[The skeleton offers his hands to grip, as he tries to brace himself to pull up. His hands are at least gloved, so it's not extremely obvious that they're only bones under the fabric, but... yeah. The hands reaching to grab Lain's are bones within gloves, and he doesn't have all that much weight to use as leverage in the pulling. It's probably mostly helpful for hauling her towards the riverbank, where there's more solid surface to grip.]
Arrival...
So when he sees the signs of hands stretching up, waving from the mud, he startles - and then rushes over.]
Oh my god! Okay, don't worry... and, don't worry if you can't help worrying... Just, hold onto my hands, okay?
[The skeleton offers his hands to grip, as he tries to brace himself to pull up. His hands are at least gloved, so it's not extremely obvious that they're only bones under the fabric, but... yeah. The hands reaching to grab Lain's are bones within gloves, and he doesn't have all that much weight to use as leverage in the pulling. It's probably mostly helpful for hauling her towards the riverbank, where there's more solid surface to grip.]