[ So much for doing this carefully. Gebura is still mid-run in an ill-fated attempt to stop them; she'd be better braced, but as it stands, she isn't, and she very nearly falls backwards when Siffrin collides with her.
To her credit, she doesn't; her arms wrap around him instinctively, one scarred hand cradling the back of his head in the event that loss of balance happens in either direction, and she staggers, pivots to force her back against another tree. No falling. Not today. Thanks, tree.
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To her credit, she doesn't; her arms wrap around him instinctively, one scarred hand cradling the back of his head in the event that loss of balance happens in either direction, and she staggers, pivots to force her back against another tree. No falling. Not today. Thanks, tree.
... Give her a minute. ]