...when suddenly, while her back is turned, a speeding bundle of wet silk and pointy-lookin' umbrella crashes into her!
Saksaha
doesn't even stumble, seeming rooted as the Earth that is her strongest element. She does grunt a little--"Ah!"--and reacts on instinct, shoving back to pin her attacker against the flexible lattice of the stable-tent's inner wall with all the weight of her compact but sturdy body...
...and then the rest of her brain catches up. Hastily, she bounces away, flushing bright red to the ears.
"No, no, it is I who should apologize." She brushes at the strands of long hair which have come loose from her braid and plastered themselves to her face with rainwater. "I acted without thinking."