[ He's got her, what means he hasn't completely knocked her off her feet, which is the tiniest sliver of a silver lining. He reaches out the other hand to join her first, and both of his large, metal, three-fingered hands pull her back up right to set her carefully back on her feet. ]
I'm really sorry. [ And he looks the part, too, guilt written all over his face. ] That was entirely my fault — are you alright?
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I'm really sorry. [ And he looks the part, too, guilt written all over his face. ] That was entirely my fault — are you alright?