[The girl is quick to recover, even if the spell would need to be started up again. She rolls, then pushed herself up once her feet were underneath her, shaking off like a dog.
Sneezing...Rubbing her nose with the back of her hand. Then finally looking at the lady she'd crashed into.]
No. The temperature is regulated with blessings...Are your clothes warm? You are wearing more than I.
[It's stilted, someone unused to saying more than a few words at a time.]
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Sneezing...Rubbing her nose with the back of her hand. Then finally looking at the lady she'd crashed into.]
No. The temperature is regulated with blessings...Are your clothes warm? You are wearing more than I.
[It's stilted, someone unused to saying more than a few words at a time.]