Chivy felt like not moving had its benefits, but he had a feeling the cause of his fall would keep talking until he responded. He brought a hand up to rub at his nose and pushed himself up, glad at least that he hadn't landed in a mud patch. He really should have been paying more attention. "I think I'll live," he said, smiling self-deprecatingly. "I didn't hurt you or anything, did I?"
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