Redhawk Caldera My "people skills" are "rusty."

Once he reached his normal pace, Elwood bore down on Towhee quickly. Her giggling screams elicited a laugh from her godfather, and when he was close enough, he reached out with a forepaw to tag her -- just as she misstepped and suddenly tumbled head over heels. Elwood slammed on the brakes and halted, still chuckling, until he realized that she was bleeding.

"Oh no," he said, and he leaned close to examine Towhee's nose. Forgetting to sign or speak slowly so that she could read his lips, he asked, "Are you okay?"