Sarah stood, pushing Ocellus gently away. In reality, the changeling was right. She didn’t want to go back up there, not for an instant.  But she did want to finish this damn mission for Discord, and get the Sword of Damocles down from over her head. If she had to be the most convincing, then… “How do I stop from getting knocked out again?” she asked, ignoring Ocellus as she tried to hold her back.