[ Down they go. At this point Arenvald knows better than to expect Connor to be winded, even if it sounds like he is.
And he's proven right very quickly as Connor doesn't even miss a beat, hands coming up to try and grapple with him, trying to shove him away. His legs straddling COnnor's middle, he settles his weight on him fully -- something he knows he can more or less get away with without hurting him, once again leaning on his biggest advantage here. He scrambles to get a hold of Connor's hands or wrists, hoping to pin his arms down into the dirt. ]
Connor, I swear to the gods, listen to me. I'm not here to hurt you!
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And he's proven right very quickly as Connor doesn't even miss a beat, hands coming up to try and grapple with him, trying to shove him away. His legs straddling COnnor's middle, he settles his weight on him fully -- something he knows he can more or less get away with without hurting him, once again leaning on his biggest advantage here. He scrambles to get a hold of Connor's hands or wrists, hoping to pin his arms down into the dirt. ]
Connor, I swear to the gods, listen to me. I'm not here to hurt you!