[In hindsight, it's a good thing he'd thought to offer his hand, even if he'd been half-convinced she would eschew it— and it's also quite good that despite being the scholarly sort, his reflexes are rather sharp. He's quick to catch her as she stumbles forward and takes hold of his arm, bending just enough so that they both keep their balance in the process, his own hand having caught against her waist to keep them steady. The weakened gravity means leaping from place to place is a great deal easier than it would be otherwise, but it also means staying put can be a bit tricky when there's momentum involved.
Fortunately, he manages to remain solid, as does his hold on her.]
Are you alright?
[It would take more than that to do any real damage, but one wrong angle can mean an unpleasantly twisted ankle, or something else of that sort. His brow is knit with concern as he looks her over, drawing back to his full height to help them both to regain their composure, and somewhere along the way he realizes how very close they are.
He feels a bit warmer than he had a few moments earlier, he's sure, and he softly clears his throat before giving her another smile, boyish despite his years.]
No harm done, it seems.
[But— he'll maintain that hold for just a moment or two longer, to be certain.]
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Fortunately, he manages to remain solid, as does his hold on her.]
Are you alright?
[It would take more than that to do any real damage, but one wrong angle can mean an unpleasantly twisted ankle, or something else of that sort. His brow is knit with concern as he looks her over, drawing back to his full height to help them both to regain their composure, and somewhere along the way he realizes how very close they are.
He feels a bit warmer than he had a few moments earlier, he's sure, and he softly clears his throat before giving her another smile, boyish despite his years.]
No harm done, it seems.
[But— he'll maintain that hold for just a moment or two longer, to be certain.]