In other circumstances, she might have laughed awkwardly at almost knocking someone over. Normally she's not so clumsy as all that; for an instant, she thinks maybe she should just make a joke about how short the other boy is to relieve the embarrassment of almost knocking him over.
Any of her normal quips or apologies are cut off in a kind of muffled squeak at what he says. No, no, that can't be right... there's no way his tattoo matches, right?]
N-no way... [she says, holding both hands up and taking a step back, trying not to panic. This guy sounds like yakuza, and he's Main Course, and-- shit! She could actually die!!]
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In other circumstances, she might have laughed awkwardly at almost knocking someone over. Normally she's not so clumsy as all that; for an instant, she thinks maybe she should just make a joke about how short the other boy is to relieve the embarrassment of almost knocking him over.
Any of her normal quips or apologies are cut off in a kind of muffled squeak at what he says. No, no, that can't be right... there's no way his tattoo matches, right?]
N-no way... [she says, holding both hands up and taking a step back, trying not to panic. This guy sounds like yakuza, and he's Main Course, and-- shit! She could actually die!!]
What... did you say?