He nodded. At least she wasn’t mad at him for running into her, it was almost expected that she would, and it was his fault! ❝ Then I would have run into someone else and hurt someone else— or even just fell straight on my face, er, I’m glad you’re okay Giffany. ❞ he said, dipping his head a little. She had a very unusual name, not that he had any room to speak. Ventus wasn’t a name you’d hear on a regular basis, after all.
❝ It’s kind of pointless dwelling on the ‘what ifs’ of life, isn’t it? ❞ Ventus smiled. ❝ All that matters is that I didn’t hurt you too badly, right? In any case, I was just in a hurry, I’m no usually so clumsy! Can I make it up to you? ❞
✧･ﾟ:* “Yes. Pointless.” *:･ﾟ✧
She smiled happily but glanced off to the side for a small moment. He seemed easy to sway, it was almost endearing.
✧･ﾟ:* “But I am nice. It would have been unfortunate if you had run into someone...mean. So you must be very lucky, Ven.” *:･ﾟ✧
As she felt an odd sensation on her arm, she glanced down at it. This sort of pain was so new to her she wasn't quite sure how to react. Though her body did still ache from falling. Was that not normal? And he was in a hurry somewhere. That meant he was willing to give her attention despite that. But if he was worried about her being hurt, she could use that right?
✧･ﾟ:* “I think...I am bleeding. It...hurts. But I am fine. You didn't mean to, after all, right? Maybe you can make it up to me by being my friend? I would enjoy spending time with you, Ven.” *:･ﾟ✧
