[Her heart is in her throat, panic in her expression when he damn near falls to his death.]
Hawke!
[But then he steadies himself, catches the edge and pulls himself up and the panic eases off. Though he grins, she frowns at him still. Vie punches Hawke in the arm.]
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Hawke!
[But then he steadies himself, catches the edge and pulls himself up and the panic eases off. Though he grins, she frowns at him still. Vie punches Hawke in the arm.]
You almost fell.
[Hawke you naughty boy.]