"Where's that?" She murmurs, eying the offered hand for three solid seconds.
She doesn't take it. Her eyes drop to watch her feet more closely, and she grabs the tip of branch she intended, pausing when the realization strikes that jumping is probably her only choice from this angle...
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She doesn't take it. Her eyes drop to watch her feet more closely, and she grabs the tip of branch she intended, pausing when the realization strikes that jumping is probably her only choice from this angle...