[ Given Abbacchio's usual company, he really has no right to judge Henry. By all measures, Henry is being rather reasonable, especially in these circumstances.
He grimaces, because no, he doesn't have any better ideas, and he definitely doesn't have the luxury of time to think of anything better. One last look over Henry, with his arms thrown open, before he moves; grabbing Henry by the waist and hauling him up off of his feet while he dismisses his Stand. ]
This was your idea.
[ You know. In case it goes poorly. It's less fastball special and more awkward flinging — not unlike that horrible move an older sibling does when throwing their younger siblings into a pool. Putting his entire weight behind it, though, he all but shot puts the man, while the cabinet tilts forward dangerously. ]
dont be i love it
He grimaces, because no, he doesn't have any better ideas, and he definitely doesn't have the luxury of time to think of anything better. One last look over Henry, with his arms thrown open, before he moves; grabbing Henry by the waist and hauling him up off of his feet while he dismisses his Stand. ]
This was your idea.
[ You know. In case it goes poorly. It's less fastball special and more awkward flinging — not unlike that horrible move an older sibling does when throwing their younger siblings into a pool. Putting his entire weight behind it, though, he all but shot puts the man, while the cabinet tilts forward dangerously. ]