[There's heat on his back, and the train is rocking under his feet, but Koby's a sailor, and sailors are pretty good with reflexes and being nimble. His main concern is keeping his glasses on as he grabs at the trunk of the tree and half-falls down it.
The ground wobbles under Koby's feet as he lands, crashing into Iggy in a very undignified way, which he will 1000% blame on the explosion.]
Sorry! Sorry, are you okay? [Things are still exploding; apologize later, Koby.]
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The ground wobbles under Koby's feet as he lands, crashing into Iggy in a very undignified way, which he will 1000% blame on the explosion.]
Sorry! Sorry, are you okay? [Things are still exploding; apologize later, Koby.]