[As Munakata watches the stranger set aside some of her own money to pay for his accident, his brows knit together with vague regret. He makes a note to find a way to repay her in the near future, once he has more of his own money.
When he sees her eye his sword, he considers flicking his wrist so the blade retracts. But the out-of-the-blue question causes him to pause.
He blinks once--slowly, deliberately.]
I fail to see how that would help. [It's not like they know each other; it'd be more awkward than anything.]
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When he sees her eye his sword, he considers flicking his wrist so the blade retracts. But the out-of-the-blue question causes him to pause.
He blinks once--slowly, deliberately.]
I fail to see how that would help. [It's not like they know each other; it'd be more awkward than anything.]