[Gamzee leans back mid-tug, tilting his head so that his horns are nearly parallel to the ground as he gives the patrolman (patrolhoofbeast?) a lazy, upside-down grin.]

Give a brother a hand?

[This carnival attendant should sure have the strength for it. The troll might be able to do the damage himself if he was riled up enough, but he just isn't feeling the anger at the moment.]

Got you all some limb trunks there, my monstrous motherfucker. I'm looking to free this most weaponized of hoses from where it's all been up and imprisoned.