Because shirtlessness isn't just a fashion statement, it's a way of life.
"No no, I'm absolutely fine. I'm used to people running me down actually!" he gives her a gentle grin to show no harm done, and that it was a joke. Mostly. He has the vaguest inkling he's been thrown through walls by people he loved. Random.
"Are you sure you're okay? At least nothing's spilled right?"
Another bow with a small sly grin, trying to make sure she wasn't bruised or knocked back. Part of that being-thrown-through-walls not!memory is that he also swears he's used to his Gramps refusing to use doors, preferring just to break walls. Again, random, but since that's where Ace must have learned most of his fighting, he's pretty sure he's more solid than your average not-flung-through-walls person.
"I'm Ace. Portgas D. Ace. Are you in a rush? Can I see you home safely anywhere?" Another impetuous grin, "That way no one else gets run over, right?" Another joke... sort of.
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"No no, I'm absolutely fine. I'm used to people running me down actually!" he gives her a gentle grin to show no harm done, and that it was a joke. Mostly. He has the vaguest inkling he's been thrown through walls by people he loved. Random.
"Are you sure you're okay? At least nothing's spilled right?"
Another bow with a small sly grin, trying to make sure she wasn't bruised or knocked back. Part of that being-thrown-through-walls not!memory is that he also swears he's used to his Gramps refusing to use doors, preferring just to break walls. Again, random, but since that's where Ace must have learned most of his fighting, he's pretty sure he's more solid than your average not-flung-through-walls person.
"I'm Ace. Portgas D. Ace. Are you in a rush? Can I see you home safely anywhere?" Another impetuous grin, "That way no one else gets run over, right?" Another joke... sort of.