Another person may have jumped at the impact but not Satomi. She simply lowered her paintbrush and looked down at the spilled water. She quickly rinsed her brush in the remainder in the jar, put down her paintbrush, and reached for her paper towels. As she mopped up the spill, she spoke.

"Are you okay?" she asked gently, glancing over the back of the bench. "That sounded like it hurt."