[ She huffs a little, then realizes she's bunched her skirt up in her fists, and quickly smooths the fabric out while turning back around to stare at the giant creatures down below. At least this air is something familiar to her, but it brings little comfort in the wake of such an insane situation. ]

I am not...in danger. I would not fall. And if I were to...

[ Leaning over more, so precariously, and taking in a trembling breath before turning again and walking away from the cliffside, muttering offhandedly not even caring how crazy she must sound. ]

Worry not, I would not abandon the people so. There are still so many shirts to make.