The figure on the ground found consciousness and immediately made the mistake of trying to stand up.
Yuna didn't look at it. She was still looking at Cael with the focused attention of someone mid-conversation, her spatial awareness doing the work of keeping track of everything else so her eyes didn't have to.
'Can you stand?' she said.
'Yes,' he said, and proved it, using the wall for the first two seconds and then not needing it, the Steady Footing skill managing the compensation automatically now in the new integrated way, the way it had been managing it since the synthesis on the wet street.
The figure got upright behind her.
Yuna turned.
She turned, the shift in her bearing immediate and total, the composed field handler quality replaced by something that had always been underne
