"How many fingers am I holding up?"
Sora looked up at the sound of someone’s voice. His body currently on the ground after he fell from his skateboard when he tried to avoid a person walking by. ‘I was going too fast’, he admitted to himself, when he recalled the events that happened while he was riding his skateboard down the street.
He slowly stood up, careful not to get off balanced or to accidentally step on his skateboard and fall again. ‘Donald would sure scold me about this one later’, he thought, before switching his attention back to the person standing in front of him. They had asked him a question, probably to check up on him. Sora made a quick assessment of his physical state. Nothing seemed to be hurting too bad aside from the small scratches and his knee, which would probably bruise later on.
“Uh…” his voice low and face flustered with the realization that someone saw him fall. It must have looked like he hit his head from their perspective, which caused them to ask this question. “Well, you’re holding up two fingers, to answer your question. And I feel fine! So, you don’t need to check up on me anymore.” he answered, his lips turning up into a smile in an attempt to hide his embarrassment from further showing on his face.