As you continue watch her panic and attempt to pick them up, she realizes that you're here. She looks over at you, her pale face a tad bit red from embarrassment. She looks down at the pans, them back up at you. She continues being silent, fidgeting with her sweater. Before finally deciding to talk. She speaks in a dreamy, almost wind-like voice. "U-Uhm... Sorry for the mess..?" She glances at the bat in your hand.
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