[With that artfully and kindly delivered advice, Taako jams the tip of it downwards, trying to control the movement. He hasn't quite figured out how to make it go slower, though, meaning he whings around a bit but seems to get it to go mostly okay.]
I don't need advice! I can do this--
[And, in not looking where he's going, he slams right into a fucking tree. He looks like he's gonna fall right out of it, broom stuck up in the branches, but he stops himself from falling by holding onto the trunk hard despite his dizziness.]
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I don't need advice! I can do this--
[And, in not looking where he's going, he slams right into a fucking tree. He looks like he's gonna fall right out of it, broom stuck up in the branches, but he stops himself from falling by holding onto the trunk hard despite his dizziness.]
... That was. On purpose.