Fairspell Meadow If there’s a wrong road, I’m damn sure gonna take it

It really wasn't a consolation, but Colt quickly dismissed his disappointment.  It wasn't like it mattered if she'd witnesses it... he'd felt it.  And suddenly, he wanted nothing more then to feel it again.  It wasn't possible, of course, but he'd be damned if he wasn't going to at least try.  Once he, y'know, regained his breath from this time.

"I don't think so.  Take more than that to take me down." now that the fear was gone and only exhilaration lay in it's place, he embraced the fact he'd just lived through something crazy and let the reasoning rest fully on his own amazing survivability.

Finally, he turned to look at his discoverer.... And his ears snapped back with surprise.  "Holy shit, what happened to your face?  I mean, no offense.." He stared at her eye, then quirkeed a smile.  "But I bet that has a pretty badass story behind it."