[Zhao Yun has only just arrived himself, and hears the yelp and the splash and hurries right over like a good, honorable general should.]
Oh! Are you all right?
[there's a sheepish looking peasant at the water's edge and an unfortunate, wet soul in the river. The peasant bows and scrapes and scrambles away, leaving Zhao Yun looking down at the very interesting stranger. And then he realizes this stranger is missing an arm...]
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Oh! Are you all right?
[there's a sheepish looking peasant at the water's edge and an unfortunate, wet soul in the river. The peasant bows and scrapes and scrambles away, leaving Zhao Yun looking down at the very interesting stranger. And then he realizes this stranger is missing an arm...]
I'm sorry - do you need help?