(No, no, that's a dumb joke, we're kidding. We're kidding to lighten the mood a bit. Anyway.)
Jane sighs, nodding and rubbing her arm where she fell. It won't fix her bruised strikeout pride and how sincerely, honestly she'd like to make things right, just that, and nothing more, but it's one of those reflexive gestures you do when you hit something hard. "Yeah, I'm okay, thanks John." And clearly Dirk is just fine, if he can quip like that. "Ugh, I don't know anymore, just - whatever. Go ahead and give it a shot, but you oughtn't come crying to me if it doesn't work."
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(No, no, that's a dumb joke, we're kidding. We're kidding to lighten the mood a bit. Anyway.)
Jane sighs, nodding and rubbing her arm where she fell. It won't fix her bruised strikeout pride and how sincerely, honestly she'd like to make things right, just that, and nothing more, but it's one of those reflexive gestures you do when you hit something hard. "Yeah, I'm okay, thanks John." And clearly Dirk is just fine, if he can quip like that. "Ugh, I don't know anymore, just - whatever. Go ahead and give it a shot, but you oughtn't come crying to me if it doesn't work."