[Devero has to put the thing down eventually, where 'eventually' means after about five seconds of holding it while the crowd of local kids goes wild. He puts it down carefully, too; with controlled motions he lowers it back to his shoulders, then squats, then goes to one knee, and then tilts to the side so it falls off more than anything. Is that a tendril of paper whipping back to the seated priest once it's on the ground?
Devero sits on the stone he just lifted, smiling at the kids who have the confidence to run up to him afterwards. He answers their inevitable spattering of questions cheerfully as his chest heaves for breath, telling them honestly that yes, that was very difficult and yes, it was really heavy. He had to train to get this strong. Someone taught him how to lift heavy things so he doesn't hurt himself. Yes, there's a right way to lift heavy things so you don't hurt yourself. No, he can't teach them, he'll be leaving town soon.
Soon enough, even the chattiest of the kids loses interest, turning back to playing with their friends. He turns his attention to Madoka then.] You okay, kiddo...? [He had not missed her anxiety during his lift.]
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Is that a tendril of paper whipping back to the seated priest once it's on the ground?Devero sits on the stone he just lifted, smiling at the kids who have the confidence to run up to him afterwards. He answers their inevitable spattering of questions cheerfully as his chest heaves for breath, telling them honestly that yes, that was very difficult and yes, it was really heavy. He had to train to get this strong. Someone taught him how to lift heavy things so he doesn't hurt himself. Yes, there's a right way to lift heavy things so you don't hurt yourself. No, he can't teach them, he'll be leaving town soon.
Soon enough, even the chattiest of the kids loses interest, turning back to playing with their friends. He turns his attention to Madoka then.] You okay, kiddo...? [He had not missed her anxiety during his lift.]