[With the promise of new challenges spurring her on toward dizzying heights of excitement, Gideon follows after the dhampir and out into the grey, damp space beyond. The colours out here all seem muted, subdued, kinda like a physical manifestation of depression-- but she's accustomed to gloomy surrounds and it does nothing to flatten her current exuberance.

Instead, sword in hands now, she weighs up the question as her footfalls leave dark imprints in the dew.]

In Drearburh we'd usually go with to the floor, which means whoever hits the floor first loses the round. Besides that, anything goes. But hey, I don't mind playing by someone else's rules.