[Chuuya feels the tug and while it does destabilize him a smidge, it's true: for his small size he's also ridiculously solid, everything compact muscle and bafflingly sturdy. He's left blinking at the place Fyodor was sitting in surprise with the slow bewilderment of a drunk when Fyodor topples over, hunching over to settle his elbows on his knees as his gaze follows the man downward.]
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