Gavin jerked his head up in surprise, staring at the belligerent young woman in front of him. His eyebrows funneled into an confused line. "It was an accident. I don't see why you have to make such a big deal of it. Did I break a bone or something?"

His agitation reflected almost unconsciously on his wrist, the metal pooling into a single piece and slithering down into his hand, where it formed itself into an intricate knife. He held it loosely, letting it relax him somewhat as he looked up at her. "Although, if you really want to consider it a problem, I wanted to get a seat on the train. I don't particularly enjoy standing in crowds, so I got here as fast as I could. That's it." He frowned. "Hang on, I feel like I recognize you from somewhere. Have we met?" His thoughts instantly jumped back to what he was doing before and he sighed.

"See, I was chasing this boy. I wanted to see why he was running, y'know? But he got on the Sabore train, so I never did get to talk to him. What about you? You talk to a blonde kid with blue eyes and a bandana around his face?"