Ando got to her feet, pulling together some semblance of dignity. The smell of oil and leather filled her nose, and she bumped heads with broom-bristles. For once she stood tall and straight, this being the only way she could look more in-control, like a cat fluffing up fur.

"My - my apologies," she said with a half-second stutter. "If I broke anything -" she glanced at the dented bell. "- I'll pay for it."