[And 'good' probably meant they he wasn't very good at all. Or that he was as good as she was, which was... to say that she wasn't particularly good either. As the adrenaline finally began to wear off, she realised that whatever hurt she couldn't quite identify just yet. There was aching, without doubt, though it could have simply just been from the fall itself, though Astarion had certainly taken the brunt of the damage. In the back of her mind, she knew she'd have to have a talk with him later on about that. Gratitude, of course, but a little scolding, too.
As she made her way slowly onto her feet, she realised some of the ache came from there. Poor landing, perhaps? Nothing she couldn't handle. Again, when she compared it to whatever he'd endured, it seemed silly to even make mention of it. So she didn't. For just some moments as she steadied herself and acquainted herself with that little sliver of ache, she strengthened her resolve. She was their leader. She had to be better.
When she felt a little more confident, she didn't completely shrug him off, but she did attempt to put a little distance between them. Tilting her chin up to eye where they'd fallen in from, she took note of the plank that lingered above them. No way she was going to casually make it up there. Wasn't like he could just take her with him either. If they'd had Gale—
Well. If they'd had Gale, he likely would have frowned over this entire ordeal.]
Mm... Not the way that you and some of the others do, no. [She admitted with some thought.] Maybe you should go back and get the others. I can handle myself here for a little, I'm sure.
[She wasn't sure, but she couldn't, in good faith, put him at risk any further on her account. She wasn't inclined to say it, but she always prioritised their safety over her own. If she did admit to it, she could just imagine what the reactions would be.
As if she meant to reassure him, she turned her attention back onto him, providing a very gentle pat to his chest.]
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Date: 2023-12-11 01:57 pm (UTC)As she made her way slowly onto her feet, she realised some of the ache came from there. Poor landing, perhaps? Nothing she couldn't handle. Again, when she compared it to whatever he'd endured, it seemed silly to even make mention of it. So she didn't. For just some moments as she steadied herself and acquainted herself with that little sliver of ache, she strengthened her resolve. She was their leader. She had to be better.
When she felt a little more confident, she didn't completely shrug him off, but she did attempt to put a little distance between them. Tilting her chin up to eye where they'd fallen in from, she took note of the plank that lingered above them. No way she was going to casually make it up there. Wasn't like he could just take her with him either. If they'd had Gale—
Well. If they'd had Gale, he likely would have frowned over this entire ordeal.]
Mm... Not the way that you and some of the others do, no. [She admitted with some thought.] Maybe you should go back and get the others. I can handle myself here for a little, I'm sure.
[She wasn't sure, but she couldn't, in good faith, put him at risk any further on her account. She wasn't inclined to say it, but she always prioritised their safety over her own. If she did admit to it, she could just imagine what the reactions would be.
As if she meant to reassure him, she turned her attention back onto him, providing a very gentle pat to his chest.]