This whole situation was bizarre to start with, but he'd been warned things get pretty nasty around here. No matter how prepared you are, anything can happen. There was only so much you could do to prep yourself. Normally even considering to help another person didn't cross his mind, but they were all in this together. It did him no good if the others were out of commission. He's certain if Akira heard Goro was actually trying to help someone, he'd be proud, but this was no the time to think about that. Instead, he's so focused on trying to make sure Molly doesn't tumble over that he hasn't even considered being cut down himself.... Literally.
The moment he felt something brushing against his ankles, he was about to shake it off, but now he's more focused on the fact that his ankles were currently being sliced through. Letting out a sudden, loud shriek of pain as he lost his balance; Unable to support the two of them. He was trying to help and instead the both of them were going to crash to the floor. Despite his ankles being out of commission and in pain, he still tried to cushion the fall as he slammed his hand down cushion what little he could. If nothing else, at least Molly wouldn't fall nearly as hard as he would had he not tried. Perhaps all it did was cause more unnecessary injury to his wrist, but instincts were a bitch and he had to act fast. So Molly is still going to tumble down no matter what with him, but now that they're on the ground, he's focused on his new injuries.
"Shit!" He exclaimed, trying not to focus on the pain so much as the situation. There were more important things to worry about here and if they didn't move, there was going to be more problems. With Aziraphale's healing miracles, he feels a little better, but it still stings.
"I'll try. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to move," and he hates that. He hates the idea of being useless. It's hard to stand on his injured tendons, but he's pushing himself to try at least. Using the side of the cart, he tried to pull himself up so he didn't have to rely on his feet too much, but there's only so much he can do like this. After a few failed attempts to stand up enough to be able to climb into the cart, he managed to at least slump against the cart. He's just going to ignore the blood that's seeping into his pant legs and feet.
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The moment he felt something brushing against his ankles, he was about to shake it off, but now he's more focused on the fact that his ankles were currently being sliced through. Letting out a sudden, loud shriek of pain as he lost his balance; Unable to support the two of them. He was trying to help and instead the both of them were going to crash to the floor. Despite his ankles being out of commission and in pain, he still tried to cushion the fall as he slammed his hand down cushion what little he could. If nothing else, at least Molly wouldn't fall nearly as hard as he would had he not tried. Perhaps all it did was cause more unnecessary injury to his wrist, but instincts were a bitch and he had to act fast. So Molly is still going to tumble down no matter what with him, but now that they're on the ground, he's focused on his new injuries.
"Shit!" He exclaimed, trying not to focus on the pain so much as the situation. There were more important things to worry about here and if they didn't move, there was going to be more problems. With Aziraphale's healing miracles, he feels a little better, but it still stings.
"I'll try. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to move," and he hates that. He hates the idea of being useless. It's hard to stand on his injured tendons, but he's pushing himself to try at least. Using the side of the cart, he tried to pull himself up so he didn't have to rely on his feet too much, but there's only so much he can do like this. After a few failed attempts to stand up enough to be able to climb into the cart, he managed to at least slump against the cart. He's just going to ignore the blood that's seeping into his pant legs and feet.