[Chuuya is pulling himself out of the ground when the woman comes over, and he's faring no better than Gogol. He's stuck speechless for a long moment, surprise plane on his face.
But the first words he does manage to get out are a sincere and mortified--]
Cr--crud. Uh... Sorry Ma'am! We shouldn't have started bickering here.
[He even takes off his hat out of respect once he's properly on his feet, bowing slightly.]
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But the first words he does manage to get out are a sincere and mortified--]
Cr--crud. Uh... Sorry Ma'am! We shouldn't have started bickering here.
[He even takes off his hat out of respect once he's properly on his feet, bowing slightly.]