[ As Trahearne's head tilts to listen, he turns to Syrlya, studying him as he waits.
No splat. Trahearne's command over his golem tells him it yet lives, so-- ]
Did you hear that? [ The faint sound of leaves, that is. ] It seems to have survived the fall.
[ Like he's done this a thousand times before, he scoots off the edge of the pit, hands gripping the edge as his toes find purchase on the wall of it; he looks back, and down, and--oh. He feels faintly sick. The sensation of falling off the airship is suddenly vivid in his mind, and--
Well. There's a phobia he didn't realize he'd developed.
He freezes in that position for a second, knowing it's probably fine but he just can't. bring himself. to let go. ]
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No splat. Trahearne's command over his golem tells him it yet lives, so-- ]
Did you hear that? [ The faint sound of leaves, that is. ] It seems to have survived the fall.
[ Like he's done this a thousand times before, he scoots off the edge of the pit, hands gripping the edge as his toes find purchase on the wall of it; he looks back, and down, and--oh. He feels faintly sick. The sensation of falling off the airship is suddenly vivid in his mind, and--
Well. There's a phobia he didn't realize he'd developed.
He freezes in that position for a second, knowing it's probably fine but he just can't. bring himself. to let go. ]