The fall is long enough that Kitty has time to think. And what she thinks is: God, what a stupid way to die. After everything she's survived, the impossible odds, the battles, everything - her grand ambitions will come to an end because she wasn't watching where she put her feet. What was it even all for, if she's just going to -
A sudden impact. And now she's dead, she supposes. But - well - her mind seems awfully active for death. Is this what death is like? Getting trapped to think and think without ever getting to act? That's really...No, hold on, it's -
She grabs at the legs of the griffon, trying to steady herself, trying to make sure she doesn't fall. Her limbs are shaking, and she's gasping for breath; tears prick at the edges of her eyes. But something saved her - But Bartimaeus saved her, she realizes. In between the numbness of terror, other emotions creep in: gratitude, and embarrassment, and confusion, and a bit of shame.
"All right," she gasps, "put me down - " And then, because he might very well fly up high and drop her out of spite over being told what to do - "Please."
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A sudden impact. And now she's dead, she supposes. But - well - her mind seems awfully active for death. Is this what death is like? Getting trapped to think and think without ever getting to act? That's really...No, hold on, it's -
She grabs at the legs of the griffon, trying to steady herself, trying to make sure she doesn't fall. Her limbs are shaking, and she's gasping for breath; tears prick at the edges of her eyes. But something saved her - But Bartimaeus saved her, she realizes. In between the numbness of terror, other emotions creep in: gratitude, and embarrassment, and confusion, and a bit of shame.
"All right," she gasps, "put me down - " And then, because he might very well fly up high and drop her out of spite over being told what to do - "Please."