[William already had an unwelcome run in with the jellyfish. His uniform is torn around his forearm with a faint glow peeking through. There is also the dog that's sniffing around him, that same glow showing through tufts of hair. He's watching Dogmeat track the one that bit them when he feels his shoulder collide with another.
His hands instinctively go up. He really feels like he should be the one apologizing, seeing as she was the one who ended up slamming into the wall.]
Whoah--sorry. Didn't see you there. Uh, [He takes a look around as he rubs the scruff of his beard.] There's a lot of "that one jellyfish", sorry.
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His hands instinctively go up. He really feels like he should be the one apologizing, seeing as she was the one who ended up slamming into the wall.]
Whoah--sorry. Didn't see you there. Uh, [He takes a look around as he rubs the scruff of his beard.] There's a lot of "that one jellyfish", sorry.