[Hovering. Okay, she's hovering. Hovering is...nope, nope, it's not better. Don't get her wrong, she's grateful not to be hurtling through the air anymore, but one glance down and seeing nothing but sky and ground very far away under her is freaking her out. Hermione squeezes her eyes shut, arms flailing as she goes to clutch her saviour's wrist in a death grip. She's breathing fast like she's about to have a full blown panic attack. Oh wait. This is the full blown panic attack.]
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Getmedowngetmedowngetmedowngetmedowngetmedowngetmedowngetmedown!
[Yorokobi circles, concerned, while Umbra just doubles over laughing at Hermione's plight.]