But, unfortunately, his footing slipped again and his fingers gave out, and he dropped back down to the ground. It wasn't a far enough fall to do any lasting damage--he hadn't made it very far in the first place--but tears sprang to his eyes at the sharp sting of hitting the ground. He picked up his hand to wipe his eyes, and noticed his palm was scuffed and bleeding.
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, not in front of Miles!
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But, unfortunately, his footing slipped again and his fingers gave out, and he dropped back down to the ground. It wasn't a far enough fall to do any lasting damage--he hadn't made it very far in the first place--but tears sprang to his eyes at the sharp sting of hitting the ground. He picked up his hand to wipe his eyes, and noticed his palm was scuffed and bleeding.
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, not in front of Miles!