[Alphinaud can generally navigate crowds well after being stuck in Ishgard for months, but the cacophony of this place and its loud citizens still serve to disorient him. One guy carrying a huge crate actually bumps into him, and he sends Alphinaud stumbling. At that point there's just too much momentum for him and he--
-- goes tripping right into Snow. Of course, being four foot something and light as a feather, he bounces off. But it's still embarrassing. There goes his sketchbook with all its sketchy architecture for the world to see, and Alphinaud with it, sprawling ungracefully on his stomach.
... The drawings are rather good, but that's beside the point. The Elezen is quick to apologize as he gets to his feet again.]
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-- goes tripping right into Snow. Of course, being four foot something and light as a feather, he bounces off. But it's still embarrassing. There goes his sketchbook with all its sketchy architecture for the world to see, and Alphinaud with it, sprawling ungracefully on his stomach.
... The drawings are rather good, but that's beside the point. The Elezen is quick to apologize as he gets to his feet again.]
Sorry, sorry! My-- deepest apologies.