( Everything happens so suddenly that all Cassandra can do for a moment is stare. When she'd 'show yourself', she hadn't expected to be taken quite so literally. She steps closer, the grip on her sword slackening marginally as she looms over the fallen woman. )
I wouldn't bother. ( Her gaze flickers ever-so-briefly to the tree. ) You will not receive an apology.
( After a few more moments of observation, she makes a disgruntled sort of noise and holds out her spare hand to offer assistance. )
In any case, you certainly know how to make an entrance.
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I wouldn't bother. ( Her gaze flickers ever-so-briefly to the tree. ) You will not receive an apology.
( After a few more moments of observation, she makes a disgruntled sort of noise and holds out her spare hand to offer assistance. )
In any case, you certainly know how to make an entrance.