[Athena's head is pounding and she's caught in a near panic at the fact she could likely be a ticking time bomb ready to go off at any second. She feels regretfully, painfully dangerous and isn't sure what to make of it. Crash landing someplace she can handle. She has done before.

So she's not particularly responsive when her legs are tripped over, but that doesn't stop her from quickly pressing the red button and falling forward out of her seat. She slowly turns her head to look up at the person that's fallen because of her with a near accusing look on her face. It's not difficult to assess the situation and see that he's likely in the same state of confusion as she is. The hard look softens and she climbs to her feet, offering him a hand. He looks young the same as she does. Although her appearance is a lie. Physically, she may only look to be a thirteen or fourteen year old girl. But she's existed for much longer than that, thanks to her creator.]

Mind your language, if you don't mind. Nothing's happened that warrants it. It was only a fall, not the end of the world.

[She smiles because that's supposed to be a reassuring joke. She's not hurt by his tripping over her, she's not freaking out because she's a human now, everything is f i n e.]