[ Faraday doesn't have much time to react either. He probably could've blinked himself away to avoid the fall, but the ability doesn't come quite so naturally. His instinct instead has him dropping the deck to wrap his arms around Emma's waist, keeping her in place so he can take the brunt of the fall.
Which he does, and if he had breath in his lungs, the landing would've driven it from him. As it is, he feels his back meet the wood of the floor, has a brief moment where he thinks he sees stars. It hadn't hurt, thank God, but it was enough to daze him.
After a few seconds, once he has his wits about him again, ]
You really wanted those cards, huh?
[ He says it with a bit of a laugh, one hand still pressed lightly on her back, the other touching the back of his head by reflex. Stupid, in retrospect, but he's still not entirely used to being mostly dead, yet. A half-second of prodding is enough to remind him he'll find no bumps, no blood, and he chuckles at himself, slightly self-conscious.
Faraday looks to Emma, still not quite realizing the compromising position they're in, and looks her over with some concern. ]
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Which he does, and if he had breath in his lungs, the landing would've driven it from him. As it is, he feels his back meet the wood of the floor, has a brief moment where he thinks he sees stars. It hadn't hurt, thank God, but it was enough to daze him.
After a few seconds, once he has his wits about him again, ]
You really wanted those cards, huh?
[ He says it with a bit of a laugh, one hand still pressed lightly on her back, the other touching the back of his head by reflex. Stupid, in retrospect, but he's still not entirely used to being mostly dead, yet. A half-second of prodding is enough to remind him he'll find no bumps, no blood, and he chuckles at himself, slightly self-conscious.
Faraday looks to Emma, still not quite realizing the compromising position they're in, and looks her over with some concern. ]
Alright?