"What? Oh..." He turned his hand over and couldn't help but wince at the sight. It took all of his courage to pull out the biggest piece of glass (it really wasn't that big) from his hand and as much restraint as he could muster to keep himself from throwing up from all that blood (it really wasn't that much blood). "Yeah... Heh... My bad?"
He took a seat as well and just examined his hand for a moment. He didn't have anything to wrap it with. Besides, he could still see tiny pieces of glimmering glass catching the light with little winks every time he turned his hand from side to side. "Well, I... guess I don't know my own strength, huh?" He laughed nervously. If only she knew how much of that wasn't a joke. He tried to hide his hand under the table.