[Hawke is reminded, for the brief moment she spends falling, of her time at the carnival, when the stairs collapsed under her feet and she spent a good half hour falling into nothingness. Thankfully, this particular fall doesn't last nearly as long, and it doesn't end with a broken neck, either.
After that very graceful landing, she stares up at the ceiling for a long moment, blinking slowly. It takes her a moment to realize just what - or, rather, who broke her fall, but as soon as it hits her, she quickly slides off the couch, dusting herself off.]
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After that very graceful landing, she stares up at the ceiling for a long moment, blinking slowly. It takes her a moment to realize just what - or, rather, who broke her fall, but as soon as it hits her, she quickly slides off the couch, dusting herself off.]
Well. That certainly just happened.