For a moment, Sherry looked like she wanted to say something. After all, she'd fallen, twice, from a distance fairly similar to Komali's and had landed. Though she landed on refuse, Sherry didn't remember it being all that soft and comfortable. So, instead, she was silent for a while, stewing over her father's... parable, or whatever he'd wanted to call it.

She stewed a little longer before answering, "I'm going to guess this means that you're grounding me." Though she clearly did not agree with it in her body language, her tone was fairly neutral. Really, she'd rather she be grounded over something else. Like punching Komali in the eye for losing his nerve in the first place.