[He's waving away dust, she's waving away dust. Her headlamp has swiveled around to the side of her head now, blonde hair wrangled back in a ponytail even more wild and mussed thanks to it.
She seems to barely not the hand before she finally reaches out for it. A cough or two accompany her standing up.]
I'm fine, I'm fine!
[She begins violently beating dust off of her rear now, not noting the askew headlamp for a few minutes.]
What are you-- ah.
[You don't mind being momentarily blinded by the light, yeah, Harry? She flusters and is quick to snap it off at least.]
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She seems to barely not the hand before she finally reaches out for it. A cough or two accompany her standing up.]
I'm fine, I'm fine!
[She begins violently beating dust off of her rear now, not noting the askew headlamp for a few minutes.]
What are you-- ah.
[You don't mind being momentarily blinded by the light, yeah, Harry? She flusters and is quick to snap it off at least.]
Sorry, sorry, sorry. ... What was I saying?