[Ow ow ow, his face, his neck, his spleen... ...Okay, not so much on the spleen. He'll slowly push his way out of the pile in a sec or two, before peering over at the other gray-haired kid.] It's fine. [...He regards the other for a sec, while he rubs his slightly sore head. Good thing it wasn't the floor he hit...] ...Are you hurt?
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