"I would like to think of it as being born with an innate ability for perfect timing," she grins back and curls a hand over his shoulder to lever herself upward, managing to stand back up rather successfully. Nothing shakes anymore and though her legs protest she remains upright and breathing and altogether alive. Not too shabby at all.
She holds out her hand instead this time, head canting to one side.
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Date: 2007-07-15 05:08 am (UTC)She holds out her hand instead this time, head canting to one side.
"Shall we then?"