“ Wait — this isn’t my cart is it —- Oh my god, I am so sorry!” (@Beldane)
Bell had watched on miserably as the other man had grabbed his cart and started on his way. It wasn't as if there was much in his cart, Bell was working off very limited funds. But still, the idea of going back to the front of the store, getting a new cart, and then going around the whole store to collect what he'd gotten already was... Incredibly daunting.
Bell was surprised to hear the man apologize. Slowly, he blinks. He glances behind his shoulder, as if he could be talking to someone else, even though Bell knows it's his cart.
"um..." Another nervous glance around. "n-no, it's f-fine, really, d-don't w-worry about it! i! you. i mean."
His hands glow slightly. He quickly hides them behind his back.