Lilly wept bitterly, angrily- within her mind, she beat at memories she would rather forget right now- Damian's words brought a fresh renewal to the tears, their familiarity bringing memories of Krssk fresh to her mind. She squeezed Damian's arm tight.<br/><br/>"Th-thank you. I-" Lilly stopped, tears still running, as the grating of stone on stone rose to an audible level. In her anxiety she hadn't heard it at all, and now... now, before she realized what was happening, the floor fell away under her. Stone, pushed beyond the skill of the masons, roared in grating voice; the weight of the crowd bearing down with the aid of weakness instilled by the fingers of time slipping long dead mortar from ancient stone.<br/><br/>The sensation of falling was more calming than anything to Lilly. She had felt it so many times amongst the treetops of her home, dodging and dashing amongst the whip-thin twigs and branches that it had become synonymous with the action. Time seemed to slow for just a moment as her mind raced, leaving her memories and the fear they induced far behind. [i]'The stone is too far. I lost my leaf. I dropped my knife. That leaves...' Lilly turned back to Damian, cheeks still wet but eyes now dry, and hugged him even tighter than before, concentrating hard.<br/><br/>Damian was kind- kind like Krssk; strong and hard and seemingly scary at first, but... kind. Lilly didn't want him to die, not at all, but especially not because of her. She knew Damian would try and cushion the fall, but she had a better way- a way that would make sure neither of them would get hurt. She wished she could help the others, but they where too far... but she could save Damian, and maybe they could still save the others after. So she concentrated, reaching deep within him, to the center of his limbs, searching for the hard places, and found them. Flaring Arcanium, she sapped downward movement from his bones, bringing them briskly to a stop, floating in a cloud of dust above the rubble.<br/><br/>Lilly closed her eyes and bit her lip. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. If I hadn't been crying I could have... I could have... but I was..." she sniffled.<br/><br/>"IS EVERYONE ALRIGHT?" she shouted, still holding tight to the demon's arm.