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Spot let out a curse of her own as she nimbly jumped aside, out of the path of the human missile. The halfling glanced at Tamora, before moving back towards the fallen woman, trying to help roll her off that broken limb and onto her back. "Don't try to move. Well, that looks like it hurts." She removed her hat, shaking her head. "If you weren't so big, I might've caught you in time. But you could've smushed me."
After scratching her head, she replaced the broad hat. The halfing tries to keep Anne still and calm, looking to Tamora again. "You know something about fixing this? Or you wanna go catch up to one of your friends and drag 'em back here?"
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