[And onto the floor Miranda goes, which only makes her even more skittish. There's a thump and a bit of pain from the landing, but she's up on her feet and ready to leave.]
I-I-I'm so sorry! I'll just be--um--l-leaving right now and I'm sorry! Forget I-I was ever here.
[She is making for that door like there's a fire chasing her, not even realizing that her communicator is laying beside where she had been on the bed.]