You'd be lucky if we wont get more like this. [But unrealistic, undoubtedly.
Rhus pauses, to shift the man back up onto the top of his shoulders when the man keeps sliding, and to sniff at the air again. Adjusts his direction towards the sweet, sweet fresh air that's growing stronger and stronger. And eventually, up ahead, the open door and the open sky beyond.
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Rhus pauses, to shift the man back up onto the top of his shoulders when the man keeps sliding, and to sniff at the air again. Adjusts his direction towards the sweet, sweet fresh air that's growing stronger and stronger. And eventually, up ahead, the open door and the open sky beyond.
Sodding finally.]