Vash is nothing if not observant, despite the front he plays at. He blinks, eyes darting down to the subtle bruise and back to the face of the person he's bumped into. He looks absolutely, positively apologetic a moment later and he waves his hands. ]
Oh. No! That's fine you don't have to. I'm pretty sure they'll take no for an answer! Haha.
[ There's a pause as he steps forward, one hand extended like he intends on placing his hand on the other man's arm. He offers a sheepish grin instead of any actual touch, choosing to keep his hands to himself. ]
Are you hurt? I'm really sorry. Do you need to sit down?
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Vash is nothing if not observant, despite the front he plays at. He blinks, eyes darting down to the subtle bruise and back to the face of the person he's bumped into. He looks absolutely, positively apologetic a moment later and he waves his hands. ]
Oh. No! That's fine you don't have to. I'm pretty sure they'll take no for an answer! Haha.
[ There's a pause as he steps forward, one hand extended like he intends on placing his hand on the other man's arm. He offers a sheepish grin instead of any actual touch, choosing to keep his hands to himself. ]
Are you hurt? I'm really sorry. Do you need to sit down?