Moonspear I can't light no more of your darkness

She let out a breath of relief when the man did not startle off the edge, but the irreverent manner in which he smiled and spoke promptly drowned that feeling in indignation. Um! Yes! Her ears flattened, and she could not decide between glaring at him or glancing fearfully at the edge. Are you - trying to die? Her tone changed from indignant to dismayed and concerned even as she spoke. Was this what it looked like when someone truly stopped caring about life? Keen wasn't sure she wanted to witness this.
And she certainly didn't want to witness his death. She swallowed hard and eyed the scant space between the man and a wolf-flattening fall. What could she do? Nothing, that was the answer. If he decided to jump, she would be forced to watch.