A gasp of alarm when Edgard picks him up turns to one of dismay when he's tossed forward, and once again unable to control the sore, wobbling noodles that are his limbs, Bene immediately collapses to the ground. But he keeps moving, the kick landing square on its intended target and met with another yip of pain as he scrambles to his feet.

"I'm going!" he shrilly insists, "I'm going, I'm going!"