[Of course she's going to struggle on the way down, she's not stupid. She still had a race to win! So when her knee slams right on up between his legs, she doesn't think much about it. Not until she realizes he's not moving like he should be under her, and that's awfully suspicious, all considering. Last time she was on top of him like this, he had something to say about it, but not now?
Fine, she can spare a quick look down. No blood on the floor, so why this reaction... oh. Shura coughs, pulling her knee away as she realizes its position relative to Mephisto's junk. Should she feel bad?]
S'fine, right? You probably weren't using that for anything, anyway.
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Fine, she can spare a quick look down. No blood on the floor, so why this reaction... oh. Shura coughs, pulling her knee away as she realizes its position relative to Mephisto's junk. Should she feel bad?]
S'fine, right? You probably weren't using that for anything, anyway.
[brb making things worse]