[But that's exactly why the moment is so singular; because he'd not have expected it from her, who always remains so refined and put-together. No, to see her stumble in an almost clumsy way, meeting the ice below, added a bit of... hm, humanity, he supposes, to the mix.
It isn't a bad thing.
Even if it embarrassing for her. And yes, he'll tease a little, too.]
From searing heat to biting cold. Do you prefer the lava, then?
[Anyway, he holds out his hand, finally, offering to help her up.]
Not hurt, are you?
[Not that she... injures easily, or at all, but perhaps bonking one's head on the ice is still unpleasant.]
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It isn't a bad thing.
Even if it embarrassing for her. And yes, he'll tease a little, too.]
From searing heat to biting cold. Do you prefer the lava, then?
[Anyway, he holds out his hand, finally, offering to help her up.]
Not hurt, are you?
[Not that she... injures easily, or at all, but perhaps bonking one's head on the ice is still unpleasant.]