"Such as?" Daine prompts, hovering between curiosity and suspicion. But then she's distracted by the topple he takes off of her arm. Fortunately, she'd already prepared for it, so he lands on her palm instead of tumbling all the way to the ground. "Whoops - all right, there?" Now that her arm is free, she cups her hands together so he won't immediately roll off into the empty air.
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