[Mars ignores the jab from Grell, because goodness, there's simply no reason to argue about it. Besides, she's chainsaw surfing and there isn't anything less ridiculous in the entire world.
The question from Hiccup though?]
I'm alright.
[And Mars drops from her perch without another word, catching herself on the lip of the opening Grell's made. She shifts her weight slightly, her arms easily taking the shock and bearing her weight. A half second later she's swinging neatly inside and stepping clear of the entrance so Namur can climb up. Half of her lights fly out of the shaft and form a screen around her, illuminating this new corridor.]
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The question from Hiccup though?]
I'm alright.
[And Mars drops from her perch without another word, catching herself on the lip of the opening Grell's made. She shifts her weight slightly, her arms easily taking the shock and bearing her weight. A half second later she's swinging neatly inside and stepping clear of the entrance so Namur can climb up. Half of her lights fly out of the shaft and form a screen around her, illuminating this new corridor.]