He sighs and nods, holding to the bear he'd picked with one hand, the other still holding on to Mikleo's -- but this is the critical failure, any lack of trying to really push himself up, and so the weight of him added to the weight of the bears proves too much.
It only takes a split second for Sorey to realize what is happening, that he is not going to make it--] Wait, Mikleo, just let-
[--me go, but it's too late. He's falling back on the ground, his fall luckily broken by some unlucky bears...