"Oh, I forgot something," said Malon, who was starting to get up. Just as she was using her left foot to step down, it got caught in the blanket, and resulted in her tripping. Her right foot goes flying up in the air, kicking you in the face. For a brief moment, time slows down for you as you feel the hard, dirty heel of her foot going up your neck, sending your head flying into the wall, making it hurt even more. Malon looked up just in time to realize what had happened. "I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, "Are you OK?" You have a bloody nose, but feeling her feet, even if it was for a brief second, made it worthwhile. Malon then looked down at her own feet, realizing how dirty they were. "Oh," she said, "I guess that must not have been pleasant for you." You don't tell her that wasn't the case. You especially don't act overly excited, even though you are, when she asks "This is going to sound really weird...but can you help clean my feet? It shouldn't matter how."