Torie wallowed in self pity for only a moment before digging in and getting herself ready to stand back up, when Anthony skimmed past the approval part and went straight for the most White Knight move of them all. If she wasn't so shocked, she may have injured herself rolling her eyes.

Afraid to injure either one of them any further, Torie automatically put her arms around his neck in a tight hold. The sway of his body had her more concerned for him than herself, however. "Anthony, please put me down," she kept her tone as even as she could, emotions nearly overwhelming her. Everything from worry over his head to an unexpected wave of lust at the feeling of his body against hers had her head reeling worse than the fall.

"I'm not trying to be difficult. I promise. Just put me down and go get my horse. With my wand and four good legs this will be much easier." She begged gently to see reason. He was unsteady, she couldn't walk, he was still bleeding, she was dizzy, they were a mess and they needed to try and get through this without it turning dire. Gently she put one hand on his cheek, "Please,"