Aaron can't tell if it's cute, disturbing, or pitiable. He really can't. Those attempts to get up are worrying, though.

"Easy there," Aaron cautions, holding out a hand reflexively. "You're not going far for another couple of hours, not until what I gave you is out of your system. Don't even think about flying." One of his hands finds the back of Julien's neck, high by his head. "Push with just one of your wings. Roll yourself over. You can get on your feet from there."