*fidgets about, uncertain what to do in this situation: he feels that it is impolite to let the stranger he ran into pick up after his mess, but also knows that it would be rude to stop her from doing something nice. Eventually settles on another sheepish grin as she straightens up and returns his books. Reaches out and grabs them, shoving them back into his backpack with at his side.*
[color=2e3192]Thank you, but you didn't have to do that, really. I'm sorry to have caused you so much trouble, I shouldn't have been so careless. It's all my fault and is there some way I can...[/color]
*trails off as he is able to get a good look at her face for the first time, having been too frantic before*
[color=2e3192]Hang on, don't I know you from somewhere? You look so familiar.[/color]