Were you the one who made it, mister?
"Aah! I am so sorry! You are so short so I didn't see you! Are you hurt?"
Skyla questioned in worry as she crouched, holding Thorin, worry clear in her eyes.
"!!!"
Amaya's expression changed. She quickly glanced at Thorin to see his expression and just as she expected,
"…"
Thorin was clenching his fist as he glared at Skyla.
'Skyla you fool!'
Amaya cursed in her head.
How could she make a mistake like that!?
She had told her so many times that the Dwarves were sensitive about their height! How could the first thing she says to him was calling him short!?
Amaya facepalmed.
'We messed up…'
Felberta muttered.
'I shouldn't have brought her here.'
Amaya replied.
'You couldn't possibly predict something like this. It was not your fault.' Felberta sighed.
'…' Amaya didn't say anything.
'So what are we going to do?'