[She tips and also rolls onto the bed, though to the side, and rather than fight the tangling of their legs she embraces it. She slides her thigh between Shrike's as she yanks her wrist by the cuff, trying to pull Shrike sideways enough to get her hand close to the bedposts, even if that means she's kind of rolling her on top of her—though she keeps her other hand tight on her knife.]
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