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         "This just flew in from outside from who knows where. It hit my head actually. Hard. Now what could you possibly have to do with this?"

Oh well that's just perfect. I pegged a girl right in the head with that thing too. His luck was keeping it's usual trend downwards. Now Arthur was stuck with a dilemma. Do I tell her the truth or lie and say otherwise While he engaged himself in thought he was oddly silent given the span of time it would take for someone to answer the question truthfully.

In quite a strange manner he brought both of his hands up, looking from one to the other in a silent conversation.
Well, you could tell a lie and say you didn't do it his left hand proposed, being sinister as usual. Yeah but you know you're terrible at lying. She'd see right through you if you tried to deceive her. His right hand rightfully reminded him.
You got a point. I might as well come clean. Now, how do I say "I just clocked you upside the head with a brick by accident" without causing her due reason for reporting me? He asked his hands. It would be more correct to say himself rather,
just personas he was interacting with to give his thoughts the linearity of conversation. I don't know but you better stop looking at your hands like you are a serial killer who just killed a bunch of people. His left hand decidedly drew attention to his most bizarre behavior.

His mental conference now adjourned he set his hands back down on the sill of the window before conjuring up a response to her prying question. "I'll be straightforward with you. Now while I did technically throw that particular stone do keep in mind that said action was performed with no malice in forethought or intent. Ultimately it was a result of my carelessness when disposing of rubble and similar such materials. Please consider that if you should judge me on such accounts." He responded, his speech well planned out and spoken. While he did take unusually long for someone to respond to a simple question and he did look like he was looking at his hands in an eccentric fashion he did if nothing else sound quite professional in his delivery, like a debater speaking to his opposition from the podium.