Warren didn't realize what had transpired at first. The miqo'te woman had been tapping the hilt of her sword, the file noted and tucked away while the knight continued examining the room. The next thing he knew, she had careened right into him and begun cursing in a tongue he didn't recognize. Immediately he reached a hand out to her shoulder to steady her, the stream of apologies springing free of its banks.
"I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" He examined her, hoping the situation wasn't about to turn ugly. "I'm not used to being missed. My apologies, I hope you aren't hurt..."
That was a first.
"I'm so sorry! Are you alright?" He examined her, hoping the situation wasn't about to turn ugly. "I'm not used to being missed. My apologies, I hope you aren't hurt..."
That was a first.
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