"Jake!" Jane gasped as her grip on the tree slipped and they fell, a scream soon following. She braced herself for the ground's harsh impact, teeth clenched and eyes shut tight. But then... No crash came. It was more of a bounce, really. She plopped upon the soft grass, hair askew, face flushed, and heart racing, but otherwise she was unscathed; the only thing damaged had been her dignity. "Jake, I am so sorry!!! Are you all-" She paled as she glanced about, suddenly seeming to remember all at once that they had quite literally crashed into a meeting. A meeting that they had been spying on. A meeting that they had been spying on from a height that would have been nigh on impossible to reach without a bit of supernatural intervention. "...Right?" She finished weakly, giving a tiny wave to the likely surprised countenances of peers, friends, and strangers alike.

It was Jake's exclamation that caught and claimed her attention, and her eyes went wide, scrambling over to him the moment she realized he was hurt. Her hair stood on end, green wisps turning into a hodgepodge of sparks in her worry. "Oh gracious.. Oh Jake... I'm so sorry..." she huffed, raising her hands upwards. She channeled the ethereal static into her fingertips and gulped heavily, gingerly shifting his shoulder with her hand. "... Is this where you landed, dear?" She murmured, the throng of faces briefly forgotten.