[A heart attack wouldn't be an unreasonable assumption where he's concerned. He almost wishes it was just his heart fucking up. Just thinking about that vision makes him feel like his heart's in a vise, enough so that he isn't even sure if it's just anxiety or if he's actually having a cardiac event.
A large part of him wants to just shrug her off. Everything in him says to just leave this subject alone. But he's still frazzled, and increasingly embarrassed as the irate employee continues picking up toppled merchandise around his feet, so all he manages is an absent nod as he mumbles an apology to the employee and picks his way out of the mess to head for the door.]
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A large part of him wants to just shrug her off. Everything in him says to just leave this subject alone. But he's still frazzled, and increasingly embarrassed as the irate employee continues picking up toppled merchandise around his feet, so all he manages is an absent nod as he mumbles an apology to the employee and picks his way out of the mess to head for the door.]