[Jericho doesn't loiter very long once he's spotted that slow figure approaching. he pushes off the wall he's taken to leaning against, trotting quickly over and nodding, smiling encouragingly.
that's me!
he turns to stand at his side, offering to lend an arm or a shoulder, since he's certainly much higher away from the ground than the umbrella. he gestures down the walkway, the way they'll have to take, nodding very certainly. he'll get him there!]
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that's me!
he turns to stand at his side, offering to lend an arm or a shoulder, since he's certainly much higher away from the ground than the umbrella. he gestures down the walkway, the way they'll have to take, nodding very certainly. he'll get him there!]