Jane could have died, right there on the spot, preferably now! It wasn't happening though, so after a couple of seconds she gave in and took the proferred helping hand. As soon as she was upright she let go though, both her hands going to her backside to brush off any grass or debris. "I, oh dear, I should have been looking where I was going. Really I should."
Jane was still a bright scarlet, and looking down at the floor. "I'm er, fine, nothing broken." She cast a glance behind her, and realised, both from the his words and his appearance, that this had to be Travis.
"I just, wasn't looking, sorry, I er, hope I didn't damage anything?" Other than my pride? She asked quietly. Other people weren't looking anymore, but, she could still feel her face burning.