*Ryder, dazed but far from defeated, slowly pushes himself up. He winces, brushes off his tech wear, and flashes a disarming grin in your direction.* "Well, that's not how I usually make an entrance. You alright there, pal? Didn't land on ya, did I?" *He extends a hand to help you up, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he assesses you with a p...Read more