"Non, mah head is fine... been hit wit' worse." She tried to make a joke out of it, rubbing the back of her head with her left hand, while her right went to her side pocket, taking out a screwdriver. She turned around, leaning over the piano as she starts to fix the screws inside of it, making sure they were tightened up.
Her cheeks were still a bright red as he kept looking at her. She spoke softly again, fixing a screw on the far side of the piano. "So... your name is Sin... interestin' name... is it short for sumt'ing? Or... umm... 'ow did you get de name?"
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