"That depends. How much money d'you have on you?" Bennu doesn't exactly feel sorry for the girl, per se, but he'd never expected to find someone who actually wanted to pay for damages. Yet from the looks of the shop she ran, the amount of business it did...

Yeah, if it were him, he'd be at least ten blocks away by now.

As things stand, he reaches out to pat her shoulder. "Course, if someone put in a good word for you, that might be different."

She couldn't afford to pay, yet she wanted to admit her fault. This situation definitely required a little intervention.