[ The majority of you have probably never seen this massive suit of armor--sorry, woman? Woman. She's pretty damn tall. And wearing the armor easily, but more than all of that, which is admittedly pretty obvious, she is.

Uh.

Staring at you? More specifically, staring at some area just slightly off of you, her mismatched eyes narrowing in...? Irritation? Disapproval? Regardless-- ]

Don't move.

[ Hm. ]

[ Things have minorly escalated and this knight looks less than thrilled with it. Perhaps because this doesn't seem to be conducive to relaxing, as promised, and she likely expected that there was little to trust about this place, but.

For whatever reason, you pass her. Maybe you're chasing after your shadow. Maybe you're running. Maybe it's just sedate walking. Whatever it is, there's a very minuscule breeze generated by this action and she suddenly staggers, putting one hand on the wall for balance.

This is followed by a very low growl as she immediately straightens, glancing around quickly to make sure no one saw that.

... You probably saw it. ]

[ So it's come to this. What is this?

Well, that depends. Catch her fighting someone's shadow (maybe it's yours, maybe it's her own), using her sword to slice through a flung pillow, or if you're currently being sucked into shadow quicksand, there'll be a hand reaching for yours. ]

Catch hold!!

[ It's not a request. ]

[ ooc: also open to wildcard! ]