[Network Video]

[work_wife]

Good Morning I guess?

[Was it morning? Was it late at night? These thirty hour days were really messing up Robin's sense of time, especially with it being winter and all of that and the days being long and so many other things. But of course that's not relevant because, well... The video makes it very clear that she's not in a place that makes sense to be. There's a big icy and rocky wall behind her. This... is probably a problem?]

Two things? First, is there a way that we can edit that map thingy on these little devices? Like, maybe survey where all the really deep pits are in Temba and mark them on the map? Maybe put up cones around them as a warning? Actually, more maps sounds good. Maybe some of the ships too, because I got lost there a few times because they're so big.

[A Robin Buckley in stress will talk. A lot. Don't mind her. She's working up to it.]

As for the second thing...

[She turns the device to pan around the space she's in. Which is more stone. More ice. Then it tilts up to see the sky far above and the snow falling thickly down. Down into the hole that Robin has clearly fallen into.]

Also, can anyone, like, fly? I'm sorta trapped? Underground. In one of those holes. I'd tell you where but, you know, lack of map having them? Um. Help? Please? Soon? It's really cold and still snowing.

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[work_wife]

[Yeah, well people are inconsiderate. Is that really so shocking? If it is for him, then more power to his world.

When he gets closer she considers him before stepping forward to wrap her arms around his neck.]

Oh, I have so many doubts. But I don't like flying. Or falling. So there's not really a cure to that?

[tyrants_son]

[Such a long way he's come...

Felwinter unfortunately won't be offering much by way of warmth once Robin moves to hang on. His shoulders might be equivalent to bony save for the fact that the rest of him isn't that much padded either.]

It is not technically flying, but I will make certain you do not fall.

[He straightens once she seems secure enough, tipping his head just slightly enough to look above, back where Felspring hovers, not wanting to accidentally gore the poor girl with his helmet.]

Hang on.

[Because in the next moment, he gathers himself for leap, planting his foot on a jutting piece of rock to take him into another jump, but this time rather than finding another place to plant his foot, he begins to simply defy gravity, drifting upwards.]

[work_wife]

[Well that's something. Maybe he isn't warm, but she's holding on and it seems almost impossible what he achieved next. You better believe she's shouting in shock over the whole thing. Especially given that things seem to be failing. Those things called physics.]

HOly fuck!

[tyrants_son]

Must you?

[He feels he'd given adequate warning.

Up he continues to drift, nudging himself away from the frozen walls. He gives Felspring a nod as they eventually reach her level, and she drifts up alongside of them.

And then Felwinter sets his feet down upon the ground once they're out of the hole.]

[work_wife]

[Of course she must. Does he not know how unnerving this is? Because the answer is very. Exceedingly. Impossibly.

And then they're out of the hole.]

Holy shit, how did you even do all of that? I mean, thank you, definitely. That was really cool. But how?

[tyrants_son]

[He shrugs.]

I can't begin to explain. I simply know that I can.

Are you able to walk?

[work_wife]

I think so. For now. Thank you.

[She really did owe him.]

[tyrants_son]

[Felwinter nods then as he holds out a hand for Felspring, who floats over and then folds herself back into whatever subspace she'd come from, leaving a brief shimmer of light.]

I will accompany you back to the city square at least.

[The last thing he wants is for her to fall into any more holes or find out she'd actually injured herself.]

[work_wife]

Thank you. I need somewhere to warm up pretty bad.

[Holes would definitely be a lot of a problem when it came right down to it.]

[tyrants_son]

I can get you there faster but I don't know if you care for the method, considering your response earlier.

[work_wife]

I think I'll try and manage.

[Because yeah, that was a LOT.]

[tyrants_son]

Very well.

[work_wife]

[Robin offers him a nod and when she sees Radley approaching, the man's arms filled with a blanket and soup, she smiles.]

Looks like my other rescuer is here. Thanks. I owe you one.

[tyrants_son]

[Felwinter shakes his head.]

Think nothing of it.

[He'll let her go off, but since Radley is there, the warlord doesn't linger long.]

[work_wife]

[Robin offers him a weak wave and then heads to the arms holding the warm blanket.]