“ ne , sorry about that ~ “ it comes as if he’s singing and to even the untrained ear one can hear that he is as a matter of fact; not sorry at all. it wasn’t his fault that the other’d walked in close proximity of the humming stranger, and it certainly wasn’t his fault that his humming had ruined… uh, whatever it was that the other had been holding onto. he tilted his head, what had it been? it appeared to had been ruined beyond recognition, oh well, he shrugged- it wasn’t going to be the end of the world. “ if ya take it back to the place ya got it from with some wicked story i’m sure they’ll replace it , “ no, that wasn’t how it would go and he knew it but false hope was his specialty. “ don’t look at me like that , ‘s not like i could help it . ya walked too close whilst i was hummin’ , shit like that happens when people have oral quirks . “ he waved his hand in the air nonchalantly, “ anyway , i gotta rush . bye . “ there was no way he was planning on taking responsibility, nor was he going to pay for someone’s broken item.
