"I really don't have time for this!" Haley tried to yank her foot away midstride without thinking, which succeeded just about as well as it could have. She tripped (rather spectacularly) but had the presence of mind to let go of the half-elf, who flew through the air. Haley managed to turn her fall into a roll, before she collided with the facade of the Imperial Bank - Stormfront Branch. Dizzy, she glanced down at her left foot. Well, what should have been her foot. The cloth had torn away, thanks to Silas, ending abruptly just above where her ankle should have been.<br/><br/>Instead, there was nothing.<br/><br/>"Dorian?"<br/><br/>"Yeah."<br/><br/>"If you ever speak of this again - "<br/><br/>"You'll throw me into the nearest river, yeah yeah." He waved away her threats and grinned. "Was pretty funny though."<br/><br/>"I hate you."<br/><br/>"More than the soldiers rapidly closing in on us?"<br/><br/>"...Close second."<br/><br/>Soldiers were indeed moving closer. The smokescreen had cleared and the barrel stampede was dissipating. Sighing, Haley turned to look where the half-elf had gone.<br/><br/>"You ok, kid?"