"Don't hurt the hawk," Nida protests, and he actually seems concerned. "Not if you can avoid it. The thing just wants to eat. You're the one upsetting the natural balance."

Poor hawk. The thing just wanted a meal. Hardly fair to it, to hurt it for its nature. "And you can't hurt gravity. Mathematically not possible. You're just too small."

He does reach out to offer her his hand. Stand up, Steph. He can take you back to town.