Joan had no warning that her knees were about to give out, which is disconcerting. There had been just a touch of panic as she began to fall, but Ted and Sherlock caught her quickly and sat her down, Sherlock sitting on the other side of her. She's out of breath from the effort, and her hands are shaking slightly, mostly from having held on so tight but also from the adrenalin of that split second she was falling.

"Yeah," she says, giving Ted a smile that was a little strained. She closes her eyes for a moment, breathing deeply to calm her system.