Wandering Lion stared at the cowering girl on the floor, his gaze passing from her to his hand and back again. He rubbed the top of his head and looked apologetic.
"Sorry, lass...don' know me own strength sometimes, I reckon. 'ope y'ain't 'urt too bad...we c'n 'ave 'ana look at it f'r you if it needs." He stepped forwards over Oria's prone form and offered her a giant hand to help her up.
"Sorry, lass...don' know me own strength sometimes, I reckon. 'ope y'ain't 'urt too bad...we c'n 'ave 'ana look at it f'r you if it needs." He stepped forwards over Oria's prone form and offered her a giant hand to help her up.