[shoma!!! charles rolled a 12 so he is not a graceful swan down these stairs, slipping at least once, but he manages to catch himself relatively well enough to prevent anything worse than some bruises.]
You all right, Shoma?
[he holds out a free hand if shoma needs any help with standing or moving, but he's also glancing around, looking for any other possible escape route. a vent, another path—something to shake off this mass of heads and tendrils and flesh.]
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You all right, Shoma?
[he holds out a free hand if shoma needs any help with standing or moving, but he's also glancing around, looking for any other possible escape route. a vent, another path—something to shake off this mass of heads and tendrils and flesh.]