[A moment later, there's a low groan from the floor, and Snow flops an arm over his eyes. L'Cie or not, that did still hurt, and it takes him a moment to reorient himself.]

I'm okay, I'm okay.

[He waves a hand in the air from his spot on the ground before propping himself up on his elbow. After shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he turns an eye on the Mew, a wry grin crossing his features.]

A trickster, huh? Yeah, you keep laughing, but you're going to have to do better than that to take a hero out!

[Snow gets back to his feet and dusts himself off before holding out a hand for the chair.]

Can I get that back? [And after a moment.] Please?