A deep bruise was already likely forming from where she landed, and would likely require some sort of tending to upon his departure. Her pride, however, was the more obvious wound. She shouldn't have been perched on the counter like her children so often tried to. That was yet another mistake of the evening. "I'm okay, thank you." She answered with her cheeks still flushed.

Then, Percy snapped back into the cool, aloof professional he'd been in the elevator, which only solidified her belief that writing to him tonight was a mistake. Best get rid of the beast and allow him to continue on with his life. "Only a few passing glimpses. It looks big." Maggie turned towards the window where the beast was still out of sight. "It seems to be running a loop around the yard...it passes by every so often."