[ He stops when he bumps into her and startles at the sound of her voice. An instant later, he rearranges his features into a bright grin and waves, wiggling his fingers. ]
Sorry, sorry!
[ He directs his gaze towards her, out of habit, and thinks to himself, I'm out of practice with this. His other hand grasps the head of a cane, nearly useless in a place this crowded. The sounds are overwhelming: a wall of conversation and artificial music, and then there's that other noise that feels like an itching sensation in the back of his mind. He cannot navigate properly. ]
I was just... ah... looking for somewhere quieter.
phase iii
Sorry, sorry!
[ He directs his gaze towards her, out of habit, and thinks to himself, I'm out of practice with this. His other hand grasps the head of a cane, nearly useless in a place this crowded. The sounds are overwhelming: a wall of conversation and artificial music, and then there's that other noise that feels like an itching sensation in the back of his mind. He cannot navigate properly. ]
I was just... ah... looking for somewhere quieter.