[ kaveh understands it, that chagrin. it has him smiling with abject sympathy as he lifts her up and out of the ball bit, helping her back on solid ground. below, the ball bit glows with a bit of an ominous glint. kaveh tries not to look at it. ]

Are feelings not seemingly lighter than feathers? Yet people drown in those all the same. I'm not making fun of what you're saying - but I always advise caution when it comes to this city as a whole. I wouldn't be surprised if they could make a pit of little plastic balls lethal somehow.

[ kaveh takes a moment to look at the young woman carefully. ]

You are certain that you are alright?