[yarrr hee harr harr]

[He cocks an eyebrow, taking several moments just to assess a situation that he can only guess as to how it's come to be the present moment. The boy simply could have tripped. It'd be more than enough to send a hare in the opposite direction, given how very flighty they tend to be. Nier would much rather chase down sheep for mutton than hares.]

Is that you sayin' you're hurt, or what?

[He doesn't speak in 'ouuuuuh's or related sounds, nonsensical words, whatever one might want to classify them as.]

If you are, you're gonna have to tell me where. And if you're not hurt, let's pick you up and set you straight, eh?