The pink tinge to the young lady’s cheeks was enough to keep Percy from pursuing the topic. Although he was curious as to the severity of such mishaps if a broken ankle was something she seemed nonplussed by.

“Here,” Percy offered her an arm to steady her. “I’ll help you.” And with that he led her out of the gingerbread house and away from any giant cookies that might give her another mishap even worse than her current predicament.