I'm pleased to meet you, Marco, despite the circumstances.
[ Had she chosen this weightlessness she can see how it might feel somewhat freeing, perhaps a bit like the time Caleb turned her into a literal eagle and she had what she can only consider the privilege of flying through the Vale.
But that, she can't help thinking again as she hovers beside the chair, was invited. ]
Stepping down now.
[ Marco is, to her eye, solidly built. She is less likely to lift him off the floor and successfully carry him straight to the ceiling than she is take off with the chair so her grasp on him is the more anchoring grip, the two of them positioned a bit as though this is a dance they've entered with the chair as their third partner.
Yet her very purposeful step down with the leg his hand is on, a touch that while innocent enough is still more casually intimate than she is with most people from day to day, doesn't stay firm on the seat of the chair long, her body rising by increments. Even her hold on his shoulder slowly begins to tug at his suit as her body threatens to rise. ]
Perhaps you can guide both of my feet to the floor and I can reassess from there.
[ As no-nonsense as she tries to be about it, the situation is full nonsense and the smile she gives him when she makes eye contact again is not without a hint of apology. He is a complete stranger: it's kind of him to continue to help. ]
I'm finally back up to speed as of today, thanks for your patience!
[ Had she chosen this weightlessness she can see how it might feel somewhat freeing, perhaps a bit like the time Caleb turned her into a literal eagle and she had what she can only consider the privilege of flying through the Vale.
But that, she can't help thinking again as she hovers beside the chair, was invited. ]
Stepping down now.
[ Marco is, to her eye, solidly built. She is less likely to lift him off the floor and successfully carry him straight to the ceiling than she is take off with the chair so her grasp on him is the more anchoring grip, the two of them positioned a bit as though this is a dance they've entered with the chair as their third partner.
Yet her very purposeful step down with the leg his hand is on, a touch that while innocent enough is still more casually intimate than she is with most people from day to day, doesn't stay firm on the seat of the chair long, her body rising by increments. Even her hold on his shoulder slowly begins to tug at his suit as her body threatens to rise. ]
Perhaps you can guide both of my feet to the floor and I can reassess from there.
[ As no-nonsense as she tries to be about it, the situation is full nonsense and the smile she gives him when she makes eye contact again is not without a hint of apology. He is a complete stranger: it's kind of him to continue to help. ]