When the ship sent people flying to the right, Muse reached out and managed to grab the railing overlooking the first floor. Though there wasn't a lot of thought involved with the process of survival at the moment, she couldn't help but think, Holy crap, that actually worked. The downside was she hadn't thought this through very well, and she had no bloody clue how long she'd manage to hang on. She wrapped her arms around one of the posts and took a deep, shaking breath, before taking a good look around her. Her eyes locked with those of the man she had met earlier, Jasper. More than just a little terrified, she did hold on to the post with one arm, and she reached out to him with her free hand.