[He's winded from the way he hit the ground ribs first to keep his whole weight from landing on her. His glasses are askew, and for a second he just lays there, still holding her until his grip slacks so she can twist out of his arms.
He sucks in a gasp and coughs painfully. But for her concern he manages a smile, smoothing a tendril of hair out of her face.]
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He sucks in a gasp and coughs painfully. But for her concern he manages a smile, smoothing a tendril of hair out of her face.]
You alright, Starshine?