[ She's still cradling her hand and wondering if it would be considered poor taste to rub her tailbone before the new Servant takes notice-- but he does, immediately, and only years of being raised in strict and formal environments keeps her from letting the chagrin show on her face. ]
I'm... I'm fine, thank you. I apologize for causing you concern.
[ How formal is she to be here? She has no clue, but she also thinks she ought to pick herself off the ground. Which she does! In the manner of a newborn deer. ]
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I'm... I'm fine, thank you. I apologize for causing you concern.
[ How formal is she to be here? She has no clue, but she also thinks she ought to pick herself off the ground. Which she does! In the manner of a newborn deer. ]