[Bruised or not, it doesn't seem as though it's about to stop the boy, who's already moving to retrieve his fruit and inspect it for damage. It's pretty badly dented on one side, but the skin didn't break, and he turns it over and over in his hands before eventually letting out a sigh of conclusion that comes accompanied by a fall of his shoulders and a firm shake of his head.]

Nope! Can't let you do that, mister. There's nothing wrong with it, see? It's still good.

[There's...clearly a whole side caved in, but okay.]

Hey, aren't you gonna say sorry too? You bumped into me as much as I bumped into you!