And Ariadne was right. She did learn something about Connor.

She learned he could swear.

Her descent was a bit more graceful. After all, she'd been climbing about as long as she'd been walking. She gripped one branch, then another. Trading hand after handle until she dropped from a lower height and landed in a neat squat.

"Are you all right?" she asked, scurrying over to his side, holding out both hands, although she hesitated when it came to actually touching him.