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The world continued to spin in two different directions, a sensation that was quickly doing away with Rose's wits. For a moment her vision managed to focus on the scant figure of a young woman bent over a thin square of leather. She couldn't tell if it was a chair, her dizzied vision blurring the object offered to her, but there was only enough time to shift her own weight into the chair before she fell over. With a hasty swing of her body, Rose plopped into the chair, head thrown about as her balance ceased altogether. 

The world split off far enough after such a rough sitting that it ceased to show any light at all. It was a moment until Rose pulled herself back into consciousness, not long enough to cause much alarm to anyone present aside from her savior. Rose pushed her spectacles in place to look up at the kindly woman she would come to know as Andrea through the messy veil her own hair had formed over her face. 

"Why, thank you immensely," she said after collecting enough of her wits to speak. "Were I allowed to take the fall and break my glasses, I wouldn't be of much help in the investigation today. Not at all." 

Another moment to regroup and Rose would conjure the presence of mind to introduce herself. "My name is Doctor Rose Branwen and I'm terribly sorry if my case of vertigo has inconvenienced you." She outstretched her hand toward Andrea, her wiry fingers still trembling from the narrowly avoided tumble.