"I'm fine," he agreed, still grinning. He'd only gotten bumped with apples a few times, and never very hard. They'd mostly been after her, for whatever reason, so he'd been far more concerned for her wellbeing than his. That, and women were more delicate in general — Ford had sisters, and he knew how fragile the fabric on their dresses could be sometimes.

"But I could use a drink, I think," he agreed.

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