[ No hard look was taken at the new face, besides a quick glance up at the voice - any lack of signs of life have entirely escaped the drunk bastard, at least for now. There were crabs to wrangle, after all! Who was he to turn down any help he could find? (Any revelations, mundane or shocking, would be for later Arthur, be it hours or minutes from now.)
For now, though, he shifts his footing, and tries a new approach. Circling the side of the crab as though he were mimicking a herding dog, he wordlessly shouted to scare the small crustacean ahead, directly towards Angel's vantage-point. Some stones would serve nicely to trap it, and that's what Arthur had his eye on.
When the crab tried to juke away, Arthur leapt ahead, scaring the small critter ahead in a flurry with it's prize, right Angel's way. Even if he tumbled gracelessly to the ground, he finds himself laughing, tumbling as he tried to scramble to his feet, calling over. ]
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For now, though, he shifts his footing, and tries a new approach. Circling the side of the crab as though he were mimicking a herding dog, he wordlessly shouted to scare the small crustacean ahead, directly towards Angel's vantage-point. Some stones would serve nicely to trap it, and that's what Arthur had his eye on.
When the crab tried to juke away, Arthur leapt ahead, scaring the small critter ahead in a flurry with it's prize, right Angel's way. Even if he tumbled gracelessly to the ground, he finds himself laughing, tumbling as he tried to scramble to his feet, calling over. ]
Get 'im! Get 'im! He's all yours!