This succeeded only in unbalancing them both, Jacobi's grip slipping and prompting him to take hold of Alphonse quite firmly by the waist, hoisting him back up in a terribly undignified manner, like a cat being hauled up in the overenthusiastic embrace of a tot. Though less prone to clawing in such a circumstance, Alphonse still let out a yowl at being manhandled in such a way, and gave fresh life to his struggles, squirming around in an attempt to escape.

