[his hand flying to his mouth - that is one way to go about it... he won't comment, though, as he makes for his own scramble down the trunk. He manages a mite better, moving from bough to bough with a little more care despite his rush, careful as he hops down. A few years out of practice, but he still lands on his feet]
Are you all right...?
[if the boy thought his display was at all convincing...]
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[his hand flying to his mouth - that is one way to go about it... he won't comment, though, as he makes for his own scramble down the trunk. He manages a mite better, moving from bough to bough with a little more care despite his rush, careful as he hops down. A few years out of practice, but he still lands on his feet]
Are you all right...?
[if the boy thought his display was at all convincing...]