DON'T GET HURT AGAIN | o, prompt

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Pip didn't much like relying on other people either, though it wasn't so obvious. He was polite enough in gentle refusals that it probably didn't seem notable, which he preferred. If they believed he didn't need help rather than that he didn't want help, it helped clear a bit of that issue. As a child, he knew he would inevitably need assistance, but he'd taught himself plenty already, simply through reading whatever was available to him. He hadn't needed help for that, and he was thankful no one appeared to be treating him like he was incompetent or incapable of handling himself. It wasn't that he didn't trust other people, because he knew no one here wished him harm, but he recognized that becoming dependent was...debilitating, especially when the field he wanted to pursue did not leave much room for second-guessing or searching for everyone else's opinions before proceeding.

However, as aforementioned, he knew he'd need help eventually. Everyone did, and truth be told, he thought nothing degrading when he followed Loki's cries to find Feliks entangled in vines, merely that it would be prudent to free him as soon as possible. "Mr. Feliks! Don't worry, you'll be free soon." The young canine trotted forward, leaning up to try and inspect the thick tendrils. "How is your circulation? Are you feeling any numbness?" Pip nipped at one of the vines, careful. "Otherwise, where is it straining the most?"
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