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[Her expression changes for a moment. The warmth and amusement settles into just a moment of surprise and something conflicted, but as soon as it appears it's gone again and she nods. Instead of sliding off the branch she pushes herself up carefully until she's standing on the branch. The skirt flutters a little, but not enough to cause any special views. At least not until she jumps and there is billowing. Sorry, she didn't bother asking if you were ready.]