Shit. [Vrenille staggers a step back with the impact. By a chance of small luck (hey, everyone is due a little), the majority of that coffee does not end up splashing on him. This is a fact that Vrenille has to appreciate by feel though, because it's when he looks down at himself that he realizes there's nothing there of him to see. Again. That's actually more upsetting than running into some poor guy on the street like a clumsy ass.] Shit!
Sor-- [Well, he was going to apologize, but considering there's a hand reaching out to grab his face, he's just going to put that on the back burner in favor of dodging out of its way. Trying to at least. He doesn't really manage it, but he does duck to the side just enough that Tony will end up grabbing his ear and a handful of hair instead of his nose or (worse) sticking a finger in his eye. Still,] Fucking ow!
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Sor-- [Well, he was going to apologize, but considering there's a hand reaching out to grab his face, he's just going to put that on the back burner in favor of dodging out of its way. Trying to at least. He doesn't really manage it, but he does duck to the side just enough that Tony will end up grabbing his ear and a handful of hair instead of his nose or (worse) sticking a finger in his eye. Still,] Fucking ow!