@acres-of-angie from x
She’d been walking along when her toe had caught on something, perhaps a crooked slab in the sidewalk, and she’d found herself on the ground before she could think. Face bright red, the girl’s gaze snapped up at the sound of a voice. Ill? Was he serious? Better yet, what sort of person asks Why are you on the ground? instead of Are you alright? or something similar…if not just ignore and pass right by her? “Uh, no,” she all but scoffed before catching herself, cheeks burning as she pushed herself back onto her feet.
Δ “Good, I don’t have anything that would work as human medicine on me right now.” Dumpty straightened and eyed the stranger curiously. “You didn’t answer the other question. If you weren’t ill, why were you on the ground? Are you hurt? Are you going to fall again? I can carry you if that’s going to be the case. I’d just like a warning first.”










