She had been too preoccupied with avoiding falling into the crevice that she had failed to notice what was in it. When she had lifted her head, she was almost startled to see a pair of eyes seeking out her own. Gwyn had anticipated that the person she sighted might have been further ahead. “Just fell on my tail, I'll be fine,” she reassured him. She only kept her voice loud enough to where she thought he'd have no trouble hearing her. Not quite a yell, but the volume was a bit louder than her regular speaking voice. “I'm Gwyneira,” she introduced herself as she rose to her feet and wiped her hands at the dirt on her leggings to brush some of it off. She looked around for a second person, maybe the word 'partner' hadn't officially sunk in.

“I was hoping to find someone here,” she explained. “I was running. I noticed the lightning.” There still weren't any storm clouds, and she hadn't seen or heard anything like it since.

Had he been sending a signal of sorts to someone? Maybe she wasn't meant to be the one to find him. He was probably fighting Grim, she rationalized as she thought about it further. There was a Boarbutusk body or two to support the prediction, although the smell of burnt skin was not entirely pleasant.

The Faunus moved close to the edge of the break in the ground. Maybe she could use her semblance to get across somehow. Probably not. What would she even do? Build chakram bridge? That didn't even sound possible. “How do I get over there?” She queried. Looking to either side of her didn't tell her much as to where the fissure began, and where it ended. Maybe the leap for him had been easy enough, but she wasn't sure she should make it. Did she walk along the break and look for where it got narrow enough to cross? Did she search for a tree overhanging the edge, and attempt to climb it so she could jump over the side? What if she injured herself in the fall? However, was that any more dangerous than being propelled from a cliff towards a forest? Probably not. Maybe that was how he'd reached the location, he had happened to land on the other side of it.

"Do you have any rope?" She asked him abruptly. The chances seemed slim, but maybe she could tie it to herself and then have him pull herself up. That might involve dangling far above the watery depths below which sounded dangerous. What if he couldn't hold her weight? Maybe... She began looking around for a large branch above. "Try stepping back a little?" She felt mildly embarrassed that she hadn't given him much time to talk. Patches of salmon briefly colored her cheeks at the realization before she raised her weapon and toyed with the dial. The chakram ascended in the direction of the blade at the tip of her weapon and spun towards a larger branch. It slowed significantly when it hit the bark of the tree and seemed to have a little bit of trouble cutting through all of the wood. The chakram wasn't big enough to cut the branch clean off, but it had been enough to weaken it for the branch to snap. She toyed with the dial on her weapon, and the chakram started spinning towards her to lock into place on the weapon. Her eyes fixated in Abel's direction first, hoping her warning had been sufficient enough - and that her actions hadn't been reckless enough so as to harm her partner if it hadn't been.

Now, where had that branch landed?