[ ... thank you, Eichi, for allowing him to just skip right past that. The last thing he wanted to be was the target of his concern, and it seemed like his act worked up until the end, when it's no longer needed.

He lifts his foot, waving the toe end left and right, as if to show off that he's got movement in it still, so it's fine.

But, look! He's got the Sassy Elf child t-shirt that he'd nicked earlier. Don't ask where it came from, it's ~magic~. But it's also a good enough wrap, so he's pulling up his pants leg, making sure to face the injury away from Eichi as he wraps the poor shirt around his shin, tying it off with the arms. ]

There's no need to apologize for anything. [ Not like there's much more he can do about it right now, but in the same way that Eichi was pointedly looking at him, he's now looking at him in return. He supposes that... the best thing he can do for him now is just to be as relaxing as possible. Time to show Boss Elf that Grumpy Elf is perfectly fine. ] String is quite fragile when it's a single strand. That's why it's often woven together tightly; there's a considerable difference in strength when they are together, and when left alone... they are quite weak.

It's a good example to use right now, as I believe that I am much weaker when I'm alone... but at the same time, did you see how much of me that elf had a hold of? Fufu, if it was just a couple of strands, I could have pulled free with ease.

[ But it wasn't, and it would have taken quite awhile to get free. This much is true. ]

I needed you in the first place, so shouldn't I be the one to apologize?