[Oh. Erm. He really didn't intend for her to take a tumble into the fountain- even if she managed to stop herself just in time. And he didn't consider the fact that her reaction to a sudden surprise might have been brandishing Falchion and slashing away. WHOOPS. He jumps to his feet and holds up his hands- MEA CULPA SWEET LADY.]
I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine! No need to fret! Or- be angry. With me. You aren't angry with me, are you?
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I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine! No need to fret! Or- be angry. With me. You aren't angry with me, are you?