[oh, he wasn't expecting to be given the bullets so much as shown. with a clumsy step forward, he raises both palms to catch the cartridge, which misses him by a mile and lands in front of his toes. taking a second step to balance himself, he kicks the cartridge another ten inches away before he hastily bends down to pick it up, then cradles it like a precious child in his arms.
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Thank you, young man! I'll return it to you shortly.
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Thank you, young man! I'll return it to you shortly.