Возьми ноги в руки

‘You need to be careful,’ he said. ‘You’re way too trusting. The people around you … you trust them. Don’t. Don’t trust them.’

I stared at him blankly. It took me a second to speak.

‘What are you talking about? Who do you mean?’

Jean-Felix just shook his head and didn’t say anything. He let go of my hand, and walked off. I called after him but he didn’t stop.

‘Jean-Felix. Stop.’

He didn’t look back. I watched him disappear round the corner. I stood there, rooted to the spot. I didn’t know what to think.

What was he doing, making a mysterious warning and then walking off like that? I guess he wanted to **get the upper hand** and leave me feeling unsure and **wrong-footed**. And he succeeded.

Про собачьи уши знала давно, а теперь знаю про верхние руки и неправильные ноги: «get the upper hand» значит взять верх над кем-то, а «wrong-footed» — потерять равновесие, когда тебя сбили с толку или застигли врасплох.

Возьми меня за руку, я умоляю.
Прижми меня к себе, мне так легче.
Не дай мне сделать шаг, я по краю.
Держи меня за ногу, держи меня крепче!