[Bruce holds onto Shiro as long as he can (he can feel the strange restriction in his own arm, an echo of their mental link shining through) and twists his weight to move out of the way of those metal fingers grasping for him. At this point they've moved close enough to the railing so Bruce can't back up much more, unless they'd like to both find themselves in a very precarious situation.
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Not that he'll say that much.]