I was recalled to other matters by a frightful row going on below. 
A fight below got my attention.
It was quiet below.
A man and a woman in a big dress dancing.
A child pulls an empty wagon in the rain.
We do not expect issues with this time line.
Someone is having an operation.
San'doro, disarmed, rolled away from Adrin's strike, and he frantically searched for a weapon, or anything that could be used as one.
The woman picked up the parachute.