Blackwater Islands my heart is pierced by cupid, I disdain all glittering gold

Kalika watched Galateia takes the steps forward, releasing a mocking laugh to herself as she watched the woman fall. She was far enough to be confident that the near silent chortle went unnoticed, so she approached without apprehension. There was a look of concern on her face as she came nearer to Galateia, her pace quickening with each step. Are you okay? she called out as she drew in. 

I saw you fall; are you hurt?