[ Don’t worry. She’d find a way to feel bad no matter what. Ok... no handshake then. She tries as subtly as possible to put her hand down, hoping to God that it won’t be noticed because yikes that’s embarrassing. For her.

She’s quickly distracted from her growing embarrassment by the reveal of the scar though, and she visibly winces, feeling her own Scar twinge in sympathy. ]

Damn dude. I know it’s like, dumb to say, but I’m sorry.

[ MOVING ON. ]

But yeah! Nice to meet you too! Sorry you’re like, stuck with me till we find someone else, but I’d love to help in literally any way I can.

[ She pauses for a moment before deciding to push on, his demeanor and openness going a long way to help sooth her. ]

What should I call you by the way?